#changbin x black reader

[m1ng1ology]

teach me

changbin x fem!reader

warnings : suggestive

wc : 1.3k

synopsis : where changbin teaches you how to play pool in his own way...

a/n : lol guys sorry for disappearing.. school started back and i had to lock in for a second...but i rewatched some skz videos and saw them playing pool and knew changbin had to be written about

changbin leaned against the pool table, spinning a cue stick casually in his hand. the dim lighting of the room cast shadows across his sharp features, and his dark eyes sparkled with mischief as you walked in.

“you made it,” he said, a smirk tugging at his lips.

you rolled your eyes, dropping your bag onto a nearby chair. “don’t sound so surprised.”

his gaze flickered to your braids, tied neatly and cascading over your shoulder. “nice look,” he commented, his voice smooth. “ready to learn?”

you shrugged, trying to play it cool despite the way his deep tone sent a shiver down your spine. “you’re the teacher, aren’t you?”

he grinned and motioned for you to come closer. “let’s start easy. grab a cue.”

you picked one up, its smooth wood feeling foreign in your hands. changbin moved to stand behind you, his presence warm and far too close for comfort.

“first things first,” he murmured, placing his hands lightly on your waist. “your stance. widen your feet a bit—yeah, like that.”

his voice was low, and the proximity of his body to yours made it impossible to focus. you cleared your throat, trying to keep your composure.

“okay, now grip the cue like this,” he said, his hand covering yours. his fingers were firm but gentle, guiding your movements.

you glanced back at him, raising an eyebrow. “are you always this hands-on when you teach?”

he chuckled, the sound rich and deep. “only when the student needs extra attention.”

your breath caught as he leaned closer, his chest brushing against your back. his lips were near your ear now, his voice dropping even lower.

“line up your shot. see the ball? aim for the center.”

you tried to focus, but the heat radiating off him and the way his hands lingered made it nearly impossible. you pulled back slightly, trying to regain control.

“you’re distracting,” you muttered.

“am i?” he asked innocently, though his smirk said otherwise. “i thought i was being helpful.”

you turned your head to glare at him, but the movement brought your faces dangerously close. his dark eyes locked onto yours, and for a moment, neither of you moved.

“go on,” he said, his voice soft but laced with challenge. “take the shot.”

with a shaky breath, you lined up the cue, pulled back, and hit the ball. it rolled across the table, narrowly missing the pocket.

“not bad,” changbin said, his lips curving into a grin. “but i think you need more practice.”

he stepped back slightly, but not before his hand brushed against your hip. the touch was brief, yet it left a trail of heat in its wake.

“maybe you should demonstrate again,” you said, turning to face him. “i think i missed something.”

his grin widened, and he leaned on the pool table, his eyes never leaving yours. “oh, i’d be happy to. but only if you promise to pay close attention this time.”

“oh, i’m paying attention,” you replied, matching his smirk.

the game wasn’t just about pool anymore, and you both knew it.

the air between you was charged, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. changbin’s smirk deepened as he picked up his cue stick, his movements deliberate, fluid, like he knew exactly the effect he had on you.

“watch closely,” he said, his voice smooth as velvet. “this is how it’s done.”

he leaned over the table, lining up his shot with precision, his muscles flexing under the dim lighting. his focus was sharp, but he threw you a quick glance, as if to make sure you were watching every second. with a swift yet controlled motion, he struck the cue ball, sending it gliding across the table. it collided with a striped ball, which rolled neatly into a corner pocket.

straightening up, he spun the cue in his hand and shot you a triumphant look. “see? easy.”

you crossed your arms, tilting your head at him. “you make it look easy. big difference.”

he stepped closer, the space between you shrinking again. “that’s why i’m here—to make sure you get it.” his tone was teasing, but the intensity in his gaze made your pulse race.

“you’re enjoying this way too much,” you said, attempting to sound unaffected. but the way his lips twitched in amusement told you he wasn’t buying it.

“maybe.” he shrugged, his eyes sweeping over you again. “but you’re the one who keeps coming back for lessons.”

“i didn’t say i needed lessons,” you retorted, your voice steady despite the flutter in your chest.

“oh, you definitely need lessons,” he said, leaning down slightly so his face was level with yours. his voice dropped, rich and teasing. “and i think you like it when i teach.”

the challenge in his words made your stomach flip, but you refused to back down. “think whatever you want, changbin. just don’t let it mess with your aim.”

he laughed, low and warm, the sound curling around you like smoke. “don’t worry. my aim’s perfect.” he stepped back, his eyes still locked on yours. “but we’ll see if yours gets any better.”

you couldn’t tell if he was talking about pool anymore. and honestly, you weren’t sure if you cared.

changbin’s laughter faded, but the smirk on his face stayed firmly in place, his dark eyes holding yours with an intensity that sent a thrill down your spine. he leaned casually against the pool table again, his presence commanding even in his relaxed stance. the way his gaze swept over you felt deliberate, like he was undressing every layer of your defenses.

“you know,” he drawled, his voice low and rich, “i could teach you a lot more than just pool. if you’re interested.”

you raised an eyebrow, fighting to keep your expression neutral even as the heat crept up your neck. “is that so? and what exactly would that involve?”

he straightened up, closing the distance between you with a few slow, measured steps. the pool cue in his hand was forgotten, discarded on the table as his focus zeroed in entirely on you. “depends. how far are you willing to let me take it?”

the double meaning in his words wasn’t lost on you, and your pulse quickened. you tilted your head, meeting his challenge with one of your own. “maybe i’m the one who should be teaching you something. ever think of that?”

changbin’s smirk deepened, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip. “oh, i’m sure you’ve got a lot i could learn,” he murmured, his voice dropping an octave. “but let’s get one thing straight—I’m very hands-on when it comes to learning.”

his hand brushed yours, featherlight, but the heat of his touch spread like wildfire. he stepped even closer, his chest almost pressing against yours. the faint scent of his cologne—dark and spicy—wrapped around you, making it harder to focus on anything but him.

“you’re awfully close for a teacher,” you said, your voice steadier than you expected. still, the way his dark eyes flicked to your lips made your breath hitch.

“is that a complaint?” he asked, his lips quirking up. “because if it is, i can step back… if that’s what you want.”

you knew it wasn’t what you wanted. not even close. but you weren’t about to make it that easy for him. “i’m just wondering if you’re always this… invested in your students.”

he chuckled, the sound sending a shiver straight to your core. “only the ones worth my time,” he said, his tone heavy with implication. “and you? you’ve definitely got my attention.”

you swallowed hard, refusing to let him see how much his words—and the way he looked at you, like you were the only thing in the room that mattered—affected you. “then prove it,” you said, stepping into his space. “show me something i won’t forget.”

changbin’s grin widened, his gaze darkening. “oh, don’t worry,” he said, his voice a low purr. “by the time we’re done, you won’t be forgetting a thing.”

[huunni]

★ — “ SHE'S BUSY. ”

who dis? skz, hyung line x BLACK!FEM! reader

huunni drops → cussing, changbin threatening to beat a nigga head in (as he should), WHAT ELSE I MISS?

[nirvanawrites111]

Boyfriend #2 Changbin x Reader(Kinktober 2023)

Pairing: Changbin x Reader

Word count: 1412

Pronouns: She/Her

Summary: You're on a break with Channie.. again and you decide to hook up again with Changbin. He's definitely a simp for you.

Warnings: Smut, good girl kink, cum eating, unprotected sex, fingering, strong language, PWP

SMUT BELOW THE CUT: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PLS.

Changbin x Reader

"Are you going to keep talking about him, or do you want this dick?" Changbin asks you.

His bluntness was the thing that you'd always liked about him. Sure, he'd listen to you go on and on about how your current boyfriend wasn't shit. But, you both knew you weren't really here to complain about Channie.

You're here to feel better. Well, at least your pussy would feel better even though your heart probably won't after you leave. But, what difference does it make? You were on your 5th break from Channie because you found incriminating DMs.

"Binnie, you said I could vent about him."

"Yeah, I did. But, I think you just need to cum, and you'll forget all about whatever you did."

"I definitely do," You reply. You stand up from his couch and go into his bedroom. You remove your hoodie and toss it onto his couch that is adjacent to his bed.

His mood lamp is already on, and the room is a pretty lavender hue. You step out of your leggings, and you stand near his perfectly clean dresser. You notice a picture you haven't seen in a while. It's just you and him with his arms wrapped around your waist.

It was at Hongjoong's mixtape release party a few years ago when you were single and just co-workers with Chan and Changbin.

For some reason, this photo brings up some weird feelings for you. That night was the first time you hooked up with Changbin.

You always wonder what things would have been like if you had dated Changbin instead of Bangchan. Maybe, you wouldn't cry as much. Or, maybe you would.

But the strange thing is you haven't known Binnie to be in any relationships since you've met him.

Changbin's footsteps are in an earshot of you, and you feel his fingertips smooth around your waist. He gently kisses you on the side of your neck.

"You remember that night?" Changbin asks you.

"Yea, Hongjoong's mixtape party."

"Oh, that's all you remember?"

"Uh, I sucked your dick in the bathroom."

"And I took you home and fucked you for like two days straight."

Your body shudders just from hearing him saying that. Those two days were the best days of your life. It's funny how you two were able to go to work the following day as if nothing happened.

Changbin pulls you in tighter against his bare stomach and boxers. He laps at the side of your neck, and juicy moans escape from your mouth.

"Yeah, I didn't want to leave," you moan out.

"Well, maybe this time you won't. Can I touch you?"

"Yes."

Changbin rubs his hand over your pussy outside of your underwear, and already you are ready for him.

"I love how easily you react to me, baby."

You love hearing him call you baby. There is something about how sweet this man can be with you. You often wonder if he is this way with other people. You would hate to imagine other people getting this wet for him.

Changbin runs his hand down your slit and then back up. He quicks, finds your clit, and massages it through your panties. He lifts your chin up.

"Look at yourself.. so beautiful. Too beautiful to be crying over Chris. Right?"

You stare at yourself half nude with Changbin wrapped around your body. His muscles are perfect. You love the way his body looks against yours. You love your curves and how beautiful you look. He's right. You shouldn't be crying over him.

You are so beautiful, just like he told you.

"Yes."

"No, say it in the mirror, baby. Say it so I can hear it."

"I am beautiful," you confidently say as you stare into the mirror.

Changbin slides his hand inside your panties and slips down into your wetness to coat his finger. He massages your clit and kisses on your cheek.

"Such a good girl. I love it when you affirm yourself."

This man has your mind dizzy already. The sensation of him playing with your clit feels too good, almost as good as when you do it. You like that you don't have to teach him how to touch you. He already knows what you need when you need it.

Changbin continues to work his magic, and his talented fingers dance against your clit, bringing you closer to your first orgasm. It doesn't take much for you to get off when he's involved.

"Please, don't stop," you whine a bit.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. I know my girl is close, aren't you, baby." Changbin bites on your neck and the right pressure that isn't too hard, but isn't too gentle.

Your body rides the first wave of your orgasm, and you close your eyes and release. Changbin sticks two fingers inside of you, and you cum on his fingers.

He pulls them out and coats your lips with your own juices. He moves in front of you and picks you up. You wrap your legs around his waist, and he kisses you to savor the taste of you. You enjoy the way he kisses you, always so passionate.

Changbin tosses you onto the bed and pulls down your panties.

You spread your legs for him, and he plants a kiss on your pussy. Normally, you would want him to eat you out, but the reality is you came for dick. Sure, you came over to vent, but the bottom line is you want to get your back blown out.

"Fuck me.." You whisper just loud enough to catch Changbin's attention. He continues to kiss your pussy, and your back arches just a little.

"You sure about that?"

"Yes, I just want to be fucked good."

"Okay, Y/n."

Changbin is all about pleasing you and making you feel good. There's no doubt in your mind. You watch him slide out of his boxers, and his thick, juicy length flops out. He's already hard, and ready to give you exactly what you came for.

He moves in between your legs, and you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist.

Your eyes connect with his, and he's staring intensely into your eyes like you're the most beautiful woman in the whole world.

He doesn't even have to say it because he's already told you a million times, but the way he looks at you is more than just a lustful stare.

Changbin is captivated by you—more than just your beauty. You notice the glances when you are working together in the studio, but you always avoid them out of respect for Chan. But, tonight, you are a single woman, and you deserve to be adored.

"Binnie, why are you looking at me like that?"

"You know, why."

"No, tell me."

"I like watching you."

"I've noticed."

"You ready?"

"Of course."

Changbin guides himself into you inch by inch until you are full of him. He starts off slow, trying to find his rhythm with you.

You adjust to his size for a moment, trying to gather yourself, and you relax your body as he's giving you a moment to get yourself prepared.

Changbin runs his finger across your bottom lip, and down your throat. He plays with your left nipple, and moves slowly inside of you.

The movement is perfect, and his touch against your skin feels so good. Your bodies mesh together and are the perfect blend.

Your legs grip tighter around his waist as he thrusts into you, and you moan his name.

"Fuck me, harder," you request from him.

Maybe you shouldn't have told him that because he goes faster and a bit more rough with you. He doesn't even have to ask you if you like it because your eyes are already rolling back in your head from the pleasure.

Changbin let goes of your nipple just to instantly find your clit. He works it in perfect circles just the way you crave, and you can feel yourself approaching that second orgasm.

"That's it, baby. Cum on my dick... You're taking me so well." "Mmhmm.." You want to say more, but your mouth doesn't release any words, just moans, and whines because Changbin has taken your body to another level.

"So close, beautiful. Release for me." At that moment, your body reaches its peak, and you cum for him. It's such a beautiful experience to be sent to a whole another dimension thanks to your lover.

After you come back down from your high, Changbin pulls out of you and kisses all over your face.

"You did so good for me, baby. Shall we go another round?"

[tttt06]

Hiii again , may I please request an angst to smut with Mr. Bangchan . Where y/n is a physical therapist in South Korea for mainly kpop idols. And she basically best friends with Bangchan and many other artist too. Y/n basically is in love with Chan but she pushes those feeling away because she feel like she doesn’t deserve or isn’t good enough for them. Plus she in experience with love. Bang Chan also loves her but feels like he doesn’t deserve her love either and think being with him is bad. Basically they both would do anything for enough other except be with each other. But one day y/n can no longer take it and decide to move away from South Korea and is threatened to confess to Bangchan. After she confess she leaves and he does everything to find her. And once he does mega hot lovemaking smut 🥹

Oh It would be an honor!

Chase Me

IdolBangChan x PhysicalTherapist

Black Reader

Synopsis~ Y/N's dream was to be a physical therapist. She enjoyed helping people. When she got the opportunity to work in Korea, she took it as a way to explore the world. She worked primarily with Idols. Getting close to Chan specifically.

Warnings~ Angst, slow burn, smut, rough, praise kink. Body image problems. Use of 'nigga' WE BLACK SO WE SAY IT!

Word Count~ 11.7K

I dug into Vernon's leg to relieve the strain. "You tell me the next time you feel pain here. We might need to do more physical therapy in the future."

He nodded as he scrolled through his phone. He was lying on his stomach while scrolling through Twitter. 

I threw him a piece of candy, and he ate it. "Thanks. I told Seungcheol about you. His ACL recently got torn, and he could need a physical therapist when he gets out of the hospital."

"Ouch, that sounds painful. How is Seungcheol doing?" He sighed, "He's been in and out of surgeries." 

I smiled, "He'll be okay though. I can help him with ease." 

I walked him to the front desk so he could set up his next appointment. 

I walked to my office to type in my chart findings and looked at my schedule for my next patient. 

Chan was next on the list. 

Chan was the first client I got. I've gotten close to him over the years. I love to pretend to be professional, but he knows I'm just as silly as him.

Chan reported problems with his neck. He injured his neck a long time ago and was almost paralyzed. I've worked with him to make sure he is staying healthy. 

I finished up my paperwork and walked to the patient's room. Chan was sitting on the chair as I smiled. "Hey! How have you been?!" 

Chan's smile lit up when he saw me. His dimples popped out as he said, "I would say good, but I am here."

I laughed, "Right. Now, can you go over the problem again?" He nodded and then winced. "My neck. I've been getting worse cramps there than usual." 

I asked as I walked closer to touch his neck. "Hm, have you been sleeping?" He laughed, "I've been working on our album and practice." 

I nodded, "riiighhtt..." I purposely elongated to mock him.

I continued, "Chan, it won't get better if you don't rest up. I can help for quick relief, but if you keep going at this, I'll call your company and tell them to make you take time off."

I crossed my arms as I watched the fear bubble in his eyes. I asked, "You want me to be the bad guy?" He shook his head and then whinced again.

I sighed and walked over, quickly massaging into the muscles. Chan always had big muscles, but I felt Chan was getting bigger. 

Exercising without enough sleep can cause more problems. Causing you to feel restless instead of better.

"Have you been working out with Changbin?" He smiled, "Eh, well... No. He's crazy in the gym." 

I quirked an eyebrow as I hit the spot that hurt. Chan groaned under my touch, and my face heated up. I bit my lip and closed my eyes. 

It was unprofessional and wrong as a friend. It turned me on when Chan groaned.

"He knows how to work out without hurting himself." I pulled away and smiled at him. "When you're working on, let's say, your shoulders, don't put so much strain on your neck. It causes more problems. Rest, eat well, and please don't come in here with easily fixable problems."

I tossed him a piece of candy, and he groaned, "Can I take you out to a meal. For a thank you?" 

I paused as my face got hot. "That wouldn't be professional of me."

He laughed, "It's just a thank you for keeping me healthy. The boys don't boss me around as much since I moved to your therapy."

I smiled and turned to pack up. "It's my job, Chan." He laughed reluctantly. "Yeah. Just let me buy you lunch sometime." 

I turned back to him, "Why not." He smiled, "Yay! Thank you!" He hugged me tightly. 

I laughed, "See you at your next appointment." He smiled and walked out. 

I sighed, checking to see the rest of my schedule. I had Yunjin and an older woman. 

The rest of the day would be easy. I walked to the lunch room to see my co-worker and best friend, Hwan.

We both moved to this clinic around the same time. We took each other out for meals and grew closer. 

"You have fun today?" I quirked an eyebrow, "What are you saying?" He smiled, "Your crush on Bang Chan? Did you have fun touching him? Remember what you said? You liked it when he groaned and-"

I covered his mouth, "You close your freaking mouth!" 

He smiled, "Ooh, I made her mad! Y/N, you never get mad." 

I squinted at him, "I don't like to get upset over idiots." 

Hwan laughed, "Geez, and you're getting mean. What happened to the shy Y/N?" I rolled my eyes, "Be quiet, Hwan."

I threw my keys on the counter and answered my ringing phone. "Hey, Mom." She smiled, "Hey! How's my favorite daughter?" I said, "I'm your only daughter, Mom." 

I could hear the smile in her voice, "Well, your troublemaker brother isn't anything like you." I smiled, "Don't compare us, Mom. Miles is his own person."

She sighed, "I guess. Miles is getting into more trouble at school these days." I smiled, "Well, he's a teen. Expect him to drink and smoke, fight, and go crazy. He's young." 

My Mom laughed, "How did I raise such an easy-going daughter and intense son? You two are opposites." 

I let my shoulder hold my phone to my ear as I threw off my shoes. "I don't know, Mom. How are you doing, though?" 

She laughed, "I'm okay. I'm your Mom. I'm always okay." 

My Dad died recently. My little brother Miles had been acting out because of it. My Mom suffers from back problems that make it hard for her to work for long periods of hours. 

So, when I got my job, I started giving them money to take care of them. It's hard for me too. It feels lonely and empty here, so I can only imagine how it feels on the other end. 

I focus on work and only work for my family. I can't lie. It hurts to think about my Dad. My Mom said I got his personality running through my blood. 

He was a Doctor. He died from a disease that spread in the hospital. We couldn't even see him. The entire hospital was contaminated. 

I got myself out of those thoughts, "You make sure you take care of yourself. I love you, Mom, I have to finish some work stuff, and I'm heading to bed." She sighed, "My little busy bee. I love you, too. Be safe, okay?" 

I smiled, "It's okay, Mom. I work in physical therapy." "I know. I just... I worry." Tears pricked inside my eyes. "I'm okay, Mom." She sniffled, "Okay, bye, baby." "Bye, Mom." I hung up and wiped the tears from my eyes.

I can't call my Mom like before. She reminds me of my Dad, and it hurts. 

I need a distraction. 

I showered and sat at my computer with a glass of wine. I looked through my schedule for tomorrow and took notes for the next day. 

One less thing to worry about. 

I sighed as I leaned back in my chair. I got a text.

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Hwan Sauce

We going out tonight?🗣

Hwan Sauce

FUCK ANSWER! I'M BORED AND WANT TO GET FOOD AND A DRINK!🗣🗣😫😫

Hwan Sauce

I have to gossip in person😍😍

You

How are you a straight male

Hwan Sauce

Stfu, meet me at the regular.😁

You

It's literally 9:30 meaning bedtime😅

Hwan Sauce

I'll get you home by 10🧑🏼‍🦲

You

okay fine.

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I'm too nice.

Hwan was drunk, and it was 11:46pm. I snuck him water, and he drank. "Shit, I can't even taste alcohol anymore." 

I blinked, "I don't feel like letting you sleep on my couch."

I waved to our waiter, "Can you help me carry him to my car?" 

He nodded and helped me to the car. "Does your boyfriend get drunk like this often?" I looked at the tall waiter, "He's not my boyfriend. Just a close friend."

He nodded, "Ah, so do you have a boyfriend?" I shook my head, "I'm just a lonely girl."

He laughed, "Could I have your number then?" My eyes widened, "Oh... well, no. I'm not looking for anything with anyone." 

He smiled, "It could be casual." 

Hwan started to gag and threw up right on the waiter. "Oh my god. I'm sorry. I think he has a spare shirt in his car-" 

He looked at the puke, disgusted. There was a tinge of anger, "No, It's fine. This is fucking disgusting! C'mon, dude!" I looked at Hwan, "Don't yell at my friend." I climbed into the truck and slammed the door.

As I began to drive off, Hwan confessed, "I totally puked on him on purpose." I laughed, "I know you did. I don't like aggressive men anyway." 

Hwan said with slurs, "Yeah, he was pushy as hell!" I looked at Hwan and gave him my half-filled water bottle. 

He drank it with no problem. "Thanks for letting me rant about my sad relationship." 

I looked at Hwan before paying attention to the road again. "Yeah... it was a good distraction."

He glanced at me, "What do you mean? You okay?" I nodded with assurance all over my face. "Perfectly okay. Just thought this was entertaining."

He whined, "You don't care about me!" I laughed, "Hwan, shush." He shut up as we drove to my place.

The alarm blared in my ear as I woke up. Hwan was already up and walking in and out of my bathroom. "Hey! Where are my clothes when I need them?" I groaned and threw the covers over my head.

"Be quiet, Hwan." He smiled, "We have work!" I groaned. Hwan pulled the covers from my body, and I looked at him with anger burning in my eyes. 

"Are you serious?!" 

Hwan laughed, "Good morning. Now, where are my clothes?" I got up and stomped to the closet. I opened the drawer, and he pulled out his slacks and shirt. 

"Okay, thanks!" 

I sighed as I walked to my bathroom to get ready.

I got in the shower and did my makeup. Hwan was relaxing in my living room. "How are you okay after drinking your water weight last night?"

Hwan shrugged, "I took your meds." I pulled on my pants and walked to the door. "Put your shoes on, and let's go. You are not operating any machines until I give you an IV drip."

His lips turned into a thin line as he followed me. I called my little brother, and he answered on the second ring. "Hey, big sis. Heavy on the big." 

I climbed in the car, "Mom told me you're getting in trouble at school."

He laughed, "Yeah. What do you want me to say? Dad's death devastated me." 

I went silent. I held in the bubbling anger that was rising in me. 

Bringing up Dad like that is really messed up.

"You're the man of the house now. Stop hurting Mom more than she already is. She's hurting, too, idiot. I'll be visiting in a month. Please don't destroy anything before then."

I hung up on him and drove off. Hwan was silent for a while. 

"So... what's been going on with you and your brother? He usually listens to you."

I sighed deeply, "Our Dad died a couple months ago. He's been hurting."

Hwan furrowed his eyebrows and said, "Wh-what? You didn't tell me." I smiled, "I know. I don't want to talk about him."

Hwan said, "We don't have to." 

I nodded, "That would be preferred."

When we arrived at the office, a present was on my desk. It was a little lunch and an envelope.

I read it over. 

I know this is kind of short notice, but our Fanmeeting is in two days. Could you make it? 

-Bang Chan.

I looked at the food. It was homemade. I smiled, "Jesus, this guy is desperate."

I sat in my chair and texted Chan.

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You

My answer is maybe

Chansome

Just MAYBE?! 🙁

You

It's hard to call off work.

Chansome

C'MONNN Y/N! WE'RE LITERALLY FRIENDS!!!!!!!!🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

You

I'll ask Hwan if he can cover my shift

Chansome

yeah ask whoever that guy is.

You

'Whoever that guy is' Is the deciding factor of whether or not I'm coming to your fan meeting

Chansome

Right right. Thank 'whoever that guy is' 🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️

You

LOL

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I scooted from my desk and walked to Hwan's office. "Hwannie!" He looked at me, shocked. "What the hell. Why are you acting cute?" 

I smiled, "Can you do me a big favor? I'll take your Saturday night shift if you take my Friday shift."

He quirked an eyebrow, "A full weekend off? Hmm... why?" I looked to the left and then right.

"What are you hiding?" I laughed, "Chan invited me to a fan meeting!" 

His eyes widened, "He's literally in love with you. Please tell me this is like his version of a date." 

I sighed, "No. This is just Chan asking for support from his physical therapist. There's no way he likes me."

The crowd of people walked to their seats. I didn't realize it, but Chan gave me a VIP pass. I sat in my seat as I watched the eight of them run up to the stage.

They performed so well. I was proud of them, they always worked so hard, and nobody knows just how much.

Being in physical health, I see how much they all decline.

But, I'm always there to pick them back up.

When the Skzoo's came out, I smiled. Wolf Chan looked identical to the shorter man next to him.

I let out a long sigh as I looked at Seungmin attempting to fight the Skzoo's.

Quokka was in the background on all fours throwing it back. I covered my mouth in shock as I laughed. I looked at all the smiling faces.

These boys don't make just me happy. They make everyone happy.

I watched til the very end. There was never a dull moment as they performed. It was fun to watch, but it came to an end as good things always do.

I got a text message from Chan.

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Bang Chan

Hey, wait up for me? We should talk! I wanna see you!"

You

I can't... I have an early shift tomorrow. I took it for Hwan

Bang Chan

When's the next time we can see each other. I have a free Sunday night.

You

Yeah, let's do that.

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Bang Chan's POV

"Han! I NEED HER IN MY LIFE!"

Han rolled his eyes, "Man, I really don't care. I'm trying to add the baseline to the song. If you don't mind, talk to Changbin."

I fell on Binnie's shoulder. "Please!" Changbin asked bluntly, "Weren't you complaining about how you can't date her because of your career. Why are you doing this to yourself?" 

I sighed, "I know. I think I'll ruin Y/N... but I really want her. She's so sweet."

Changbin nudged Han, "Is she?"

Han nodded, "I've been to the office. She's as sweet as can be."

I mentioned, "When I talked to her, she didn't even curse. She doesn't swear! We were talking on a personal level, too. She's like the perfect angel. Have you seen how poofy her hair gets, too? She's a beautiful woman who always has a smile on her face."

Changbin wiggled his eyebrows, "Oh really."

I rolled my eyes, "Are we teasing me now?"

Han laughed, "Hyung, you have a crush on someone but don't want to date them? That makes no sense." 

Changbin added, "It's the beginning of a situationship." 

I sighed, "I like it the way it is. I don't want to go farther with her because I'll ruin her smile. But, I'm selfish."

Han started humming, and it caught my attention. "Guys, I have a plot for the song."

Han quirked an eyebrow, "Really, we're making songs about your love life now?"

"Ooh, I like it. Ooh, ooh, I like it, like it!" Changbin got serious, "Write that shit down."

It sped to Sunday quickly. I was getting ready for the dinner Chan set up. It was at this new restaurant that everyone was raving about. 

Yunjin -my client- talked about it the last time I saw her.

Hwan wanted to go with me. He's gonna be upset when he finds out I was here with Chan first.

A line was outside, but a guard asked, "Do you have a reservation?" I nodded, "It should be under Channie." He brought me over to the very stressed Hostess upfront. 

I smiled, "You're doing great! I used to Host and wait tables. This looks stressful." I looked at all the people waiting in the lobby.

She smiled, "Your table is ready, ma'am. I appreciate the reassurance." I gave her a thumbs-up as she grabbed the menu for me. 

She said, "I didn't expect it to be so busy on a Sunday night. We have over 200 reservations tonight."

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Wow, that's crazy. Are you the lead Host here?"

She nodded, "I worked here since I was 16, I'm turning 19 this year. So, I know this place, in and out."

I smiled, "Wow, that's dedication. Hoping you got a raise." She smiled as she stopped at the table. Chan was sitting there, both his big hands in his lap.

I smiled, "Oh! We're here! Well, good luck with the door!" She smiled and bowed, "Thank you! Good luck with dinner." She winked and walked away.

I looked at Chan, "You know her? Patient?" I looked at the ghost of her and furrowed my eyebrows. "Why would you think that?" 

Chan laughed, "You were talking like best buds. You're so sweet." I laughed nervously.

I'm too nice. I didn't want to make Chan beg. But I don't want to be here, honestly. It takes up my time, which is good. I love a good distraction. But this is obviously a date of some sort.

"Did Changbin finally visit your office like I've told him to?" I shook my head, "It's okay. I just got a new patient. He's in pretty bad shape."

Chan nodded, "Vernon told me. Cheol and his torn ACL. It's pretty bad, huh? He can't even walk."

I smiled, "Can't say." He closed his mouth, "Right, HIPPA." I laughed, "How's work?" He smiled, "We're about to start the tour, and we're already working on the new album."

I smiled, "Really? That's interesting." I said, "If I distinctly remember, I told you to rest." 

I blinked in annoyance as Chan stopped in his tracks. "I'm relaxing right now... your aura is very relaxing."

I smiled, "That's why I'm a Physical Therapist."

He laughed, "Okay, now. Have you seen Solo Leveling? I've been recommending it to you for a while now."

I laughed, "I've been trying to fit it in, but I've had a hectic week."

Chan smiled as the waiter came over. We ordered our food and went back to the conversation. "But you're going to watch it, right? Do you have Crunchyroll? I can give you my account." I smiled, "As much as I'd love that, I can provide for myself."

My phone started to buzz, and I checked it. "One sec, I'm getting paged."

I got up and walked to the bathroom to answer the call. "Hi, this is Y/N speaking?" 

The deep voice played through the phone, "This is Director Hong. I'm calling because we've considered you for a promotion. It's for the Regional Director in the US clinic." I paused, "What..."

Director Hong said, "I'll give you time to think. Just call us back and let us know. Thank you."

I started to shake. I was on the brink of screaming. I got the dream job! It would give me an excuse to move back to America with my family and make more money.

Hwan is going to be so excited for me. 

I ran back to my seat and confessed right away, "CHAN! I got a promotion!" His smile rose, "Really?! That's great news! What's the position?!" 

I opened my mouth and then closed it again.

If I accept the offer, I won't be able to treat Chan anymore. He'd have to switch to Hwan.

"Regional director for the clinic in the US." My voice suddenly lost excitement. The smile was still bright on my face. 

"Oh? The States. That's where you're originally from, yeah?" I nodded, "I got a job offer there."

Chan nodded along, "Does this job pay more?" I nodded, "Yeah, it does." I could see the struggle in his eyes. Chan told me, "You should take the job offer."

The smile stayed on my face. Unlike Chan, I knew how to poker face my way out of feelings. 

Fake it til you make it, right?

"I'll hold off. At least until I can get my new patient up and running again." Chan asked, "Why?"

I'd like to know myself. I like Chan. He makes me feel seen and horny. Really, really horny. Chan was the gentle type.

I liked how pretty his lips were, how big he was, how smiley he was, those dimples, his kiddishness. I liked everything down to his flaws. 

If he had any.

I didn't want to leave him. It's crazy, and as much as I like to play cat and mouse with Chan. I'm afraid to catch feelings any more intense than 'like'. 

I'm already in pain. I don't want this to ruin our small friendship. Even though he's trying to incorporate me more into his life, I can tell it's because of his interest in me.

I want him to want me back.

Chan's voice broke my inner thoughts, "Earth to Y/N. Woah... you were in your thoughts."

Bang Chan's POV

I allowed her to be in her thoughts. 

The waiter came back with the food. I waited for her to eat first since she was younger. It's a personal tradition I spread to my teammates. She didn't even take notice of it.

She was thinking so deeply to herself, and as the frown on her face sunk deeper, I figured out what she was thinking about.

She doesn't want to leave her job.

"Earth to Y/N. Woah... you were in your thoughts."

She wouldn't want me to see her frown like that. 

But she shocked me, "I'm upset now. We should call it a night."

Honesty. I didn't expect Y/N to be honest about her being upset. 

I thought she was the kind of girl to hide it all away, but she was honest.

"Oh, okay. Yeah, I'll ask for the check and some boxes."

She shook her head, "Wait, no dessert?" I smiled, "That's my girl." Her eyes widened, "Oh."

I quirked an eyebrow and looked at her. She was such a cutie. She was sweet, adorable, and honest. She was starting to check all the boxes.

I waved down the waiter, and we put an order in to-go.

The dinner wasn't silent. Y/N still took the initiative to talk, but she was stale.

Once we made our way out, I offered, "How are you getting home? I know you don't usually drive."

Her bright smile flashed in my eyes. "Uber." I shook my head, "I'll drive."

She furrowed her eyebrows, and her face went into a cute pout, "You already paid for my meal!"

I said, "Y/N, let's be real here. I'm rich."

She sighed, exhausted. "Fine." She lugged behind me and sat in the passenger seat. 

I asked, "Why don't you drive?" 

She was silent as she pulled on her seatbelt. "Son of chicken strip!"

She mumbled under her breath. I leaned over and put her seatbelt on with ease. When I looked up, her eyes were so much bigger up close. She looked so pretty like this. I felt her let out a heavy breath, and I pulled away.

Y/N said, "I-i'm sorry. What did you say?" I again asked, "Why don't you drive?" She sighed, "I don't drive unless I have to. My mom put me in place of picking up my brother, and a car crashed into us. He was in the hospital for a day or two. I feel guilty. I don't trust myself to drive. On top of that, I can't afford a car right now."

I glanced at her. It was terrifying that she could tell that story with an even tone and smile. 

"Wait, where do you live? I've just been driving."

She grabbed my phone and guessed the password on the first try. She put in her address, and I looked up Y/N, shocked. 

"How the hell did you guess my password?" She shrugged, "You're predictable."

I sighed and drove to the destination.

When we arrived at the front of the apartments, she was already grabbing her things. No conversation, no look in my eyes, nothing. 

I called out, "Wait."

I watched her leave the car. Y/N turned around and said, "Thank you for driving me here! I appreciate it." 

I asked in desperation, "When can I see you again?" 

She smiled sweetly, "You're starting your tour next week. You tell me." 

Right, I forgot about that.

I blinked, "I'm free in three weeks."

Her smile didn't fade, "I'm on vacation next month."

I raised an eyebrow, "Really? Where are you going?" 

She was about to speak, but she decided to not answer with the truth. 

"Just to see family."

I didn't want to push, but I really wanted to know. I'm nosy.

I bit my lip and fell back into my seat, "Alright, see you when you get back."

Y/N's POV

I pulled in my luggage as I was welcomed into my childhood home. I've been working hard to make sure this house stays together. 

My Mom walked with careful steps to the couch. "Mom, I told you I could've taken an Uber."

She shook her head, "Nonsense! My baby needs valet!" I laughed as I lifted my heavy bag up to my room. I peeked at Miles's room to see it empty. 

I shouted, "Mom! Where's Miles?!"

She yelled back, "Basketball practice!" 

I nodded. I'm proud that Miles's been disciplined enough to keep up with his passions.

When I walked into my childhood room, memories came rushing back. It was so upsetting to think about everything I used to do.

I had so many passions. But they all were lost after my Dad died. 

The picture of him and I was still on my nightstand, but the photo was cracked and facing down.

I know I didn't do that. 

Miles likes to hide how he's feeling. He secretly cares so much, but he feels awkward showing it. I wouldn't be surprised if Miles barged inside my room. I wouldn't be surprised if he saw that photo and lashed out. I know he misses me and Dad.

Just like he can read me like an open book, I can read him too.

I was quick to take a shower and run back downstairs.

My Mom said, "Okay, I know you came here to help me with your brother, but I have a present for you."

I smiled, "Mom, I came here to aid you."

She smiled, "That's sweet." I sighed calmly. "I heard surprise." 

She excitedly got up, and it hurt to see the scars peeking from under her shirt from the countless surgeries.

My Mom couldn't even walk the same.

I didn't tell Chan the full story of what happened that night.

I was the car that got crashed into, but my Mom crashed into my car because I was backing up too fast. My Mom messed up her back and caused her to have to get countless surgeries.

I said, defeated, "Mom, please. Next time you need something, tell me to get it like you used to."

She laughed as she waddled back over. "Nah. I'll just do it myself, honey. Now look."

I grabbed the locket from her hand. "It's hand-crafted jewelry. It's made from your Dad's ashes. Open it."

I opened the locket. Inside the locket lay two pictures. One was from my 1st birthday, and the other was a picture of me at college graduation. It was my favorite memory of my Dad.

He was more excited about graduating than me. He wouldn't stop saying how proud he was, how happy he was. He was so excited for me.

The tears started streaming down my face, and I held my Mom close. 

"Y/N! Oh my god! I've never seen you cry like this." 

All the emotions I was holding in came out.

She smelled like my Mom, but she still had that faint smell of Dad on her. I let my neck go deeper into the crook of her neck, and I said, "I really miss Dad. I really miss him a lot."

I bit my lip and pulled away. My Mom's eyes looked so big as she wiped my tears.

I smiled, "Thank you, Mom."

She smiled, but the worry in her eyes wasn't missed. 

Just then, the door opened, and I wiped my tears and put on my poker face. 

Miles came in, bouncing his basketball in the house. My Mom yelled, "What did I tell you about bouncing that damn ball in my house?!" 

I held in my laugh as my brother saw me. Miles stopped in his tracks as he scanned me.

He took a quick first step, letting me know he was about to run. But then, he stopped. He walked over to me calmly and dapped me up. "Why were you crying, sis?" 

I looked at his eyes. My eyes widened from the realization. 

Smart kid.

I shook my head, "Don't worry about it."

He glanced at the necklace in the box on the couch. He turned back to me and sighed. "What are you even doing here?" I crossed my arms, "To keep you in check. No going out tonight. Stay your behind in this house until tomorrow morning. We're having brunch together."

He rolled his eyes, " 'Behind.'" He mocked. 

Miles continued, "You have no weight in your words because you don't curse, Y/N."

I rolled my eyes, "Say whatever. I don't curse because of my morale."

My Mom smiled, "Quit bickering and go to sleep. I know you're jetlagged, Y/N."

I made my way to my room. 

I sat in my bed, and there was no way I was sleeping. I just slept 14 hours on the plane.

I lifted the photo of me and my Dad and wiped the dust from the cracked glass.

I heard rustling in the hallways, and I looked at the door. Miles was standing there in sweats and a white tee.

"And where the heck do you think you're going?" Miles blinked at me. "To mind my fucking business."

I grabbed his arm and threw him in my room. I closed the door and locked it. "You aren't going anywhere. And, before you ask. Yes. I will stay up and watch you. I have jetlag. I won't be falling asleep until 3pm tomorrow."

He sighed, "Rebecca Miller is throwing a party tonight... hot chicks will be there!"

I quirked an eyebrow, "And what do you plan on doing with these 'hot chicks?'" "More than anything you've ever experienced." 

I rolled my eyes, "I am not talking about my sex life with my little brother." He said, "I won't talk about mine with you either! Let me go." I laughed, "No. I can officially say... I pay the bills! Therefore, my house, my rules. Go to bed." I tucked him in, and I smelled his cologne.

"Why are you wearing cologne- you know what?... never mind."

I sat on my chair and watched him. 

His eyes traveled to the picture on my nightstand, and he rolled over. It was silent for about thirty minutes before his voice cracked, "I'm sorry for breaking your picture with Dad."

The smile crept on my face as I crossed my arms in satisfaction. "It's fine, Miles. Just go to bed."

He stopped talking for another five minutes before saying, "I really miss Dad." That made me frown as the solemn air crept into my room. "I miss him too, Miles."

Miles fell asleep quickly. He started complaining about how hard it is to sleep when someone is watching him. 

When I woke him up, he moved like a mummy. He walked to his room, and I started getting up myself. I showered and put on some better clothes for the morning. I exited my room to see my Mom in a cute yellow sundress.

"Period, Mom! You look gorgeous!" She smiled and reached for the necklace. "You're wearing it." I smiled back, "I want to keep him close to my heart."

After waking Miles up again and arguing over brunch, we went home. I was exhausted from the day. I went straight to sleep in my mom's bed.

I hadn't woken up until 7 pm. When I finally woke back up, I walked to the kitchen. My mom was looking in the fridge for something to cook. 

I smiled, "I can help you cook. What are you making?"

She sighed, "Just some hot wings with yellow rice. I'm trying to find some greens, though."

I mentioned, "I got it. I know how to cook that. I remember all your recipes."

She looked shocked. "Sit, and you can boss me around like you want to." She sat at the island chairs and watched. I grabbed the hot sauce and bowl. I eyeballed the measurements as she made conversation.

"I think Miles has a girlfriend." I looked up at her through my reading glasses. "Yeah? If he does, he's a cheater. He was trying to sneak out last night and go to a party with 'hot chicks.'" 

She scoffed, "I can't believe my kid." I laughed as I turned on the stove. I measured the water with rice and put it in the pot. Next was the broccoli. I went into the freezer, opened the corner of the bag, and shoved a stick of butter in it. I put it in the microwave for 2 minutes.

"What about you, baby? You have a boyfriend?" I smiled, "There is someone. He's one of my clients, though. He's too famous for me. I'm pretty sure he goes out and talks to real women all the time."

My mom smiled, "What makes you think you're not a real woman?"

My mouth went to a thin line. "I am... I've never had any dating experience, Mom. Like, at all."

She sighed, "Bless your heart."

I furrowed my eyebrows as I slowly put the wings into the oil.

I said, "Mom, should I ask him out?" She smiled, "You know my answer will be yes."

I sighed, "He just makes me feel so important! And he's sweet and gentle. He makes me feel like I'm about to burst!" 

She laughed, "Sounds like me and your Dad."

I looked at her eyes. There was this bittersweet feeling in her tone. "You only live once. That's what Dad used to say." She nodded, "One of my kids is taking those words too literally. I'm glad you're using them right."

I laughed, "Yeah. I think you're right. I'm gonna ask Chan out."

She smiled. The timer for the microwave went off. I opened the bag and let it cool before opening it. I checked on the rice to see it wasn't ready.

I was back on the plane. As soon as the plane landed, I had an appointment to be at. One was Seungcheol's, and the other was Changbin's first appointment.

I was excited to see Hwan, too. As I exited the plane, Hwan was waving his banner at me. "No way. You're embarrassing."

He smiled, "C'mon! Let's go to work!" I got in his car. The drive there was long, but we made it in time.

I smiled as I looked at the foggy sky. 

I miss the clear sky, but I've gotten used to the foggy one I called home.

I looked at Hwan, "So how was it?" I smiled, "My brother cried when I left. I knew he missed me."

He laughed, "I missed you too!" I looked at my best friend, Hwan. I can't believe I've known since I was 19. I'm 24 now and working my dream job.

We got to the office, and Seungcheol sat in the waiting room. "You're really early!" Cheol smiled, "Just wanted to get out of here fast."

I smiled, "Okay, well, today is just showing me what I'm working with."

I wheeled him to my room. "Can I see?" He lifted his pants, and I saw the surgical scabs. "Jesus." He laughed, "I know. It's bad."

I sighed, "Stop being so reckless." He pouted like a puppy. Wow, hey, so he's adorable.

Not as cute as Chan, though.

I moved that thought down.

"I'm gonna start with something that might hurt a lot, but can you move your leg 20 degrees." 

He looked down at his legs. I carefully touched his leg. "Your hands are warm." I laughed, "Yeah?" "Usually, the nurse's hands are always cold."

I smiled, "We're not in the hospital, Cheol. Also, I'm a physical therapist. You get better results with warm hands." I helped him lift his leg a teeny bit. "Talk through the pain, okay?"

Cheol spoke with obvious strain, "Vernon was right to recommend you. You are a good therapist."

I smiled, "Thank you. Could you please lift a little more higher?"

He shook his head, "I think I might die."

I nodded, "That's okay. For now, we'll keep the leg elevated. But it's your job to make sure to switch positions every hour. Your knee needs to get used to bending against the metal."

He said worriedly, "I'll be able to walk and stuff?" I looked up at Cheol, "Yes. However, I wouldn't recommend performing until you can sit on your knees."

His eyebrows furrowed, "Agh. Okay." I laughed at his disappointment, "Be happy you'll walk. Not many people can say they could walk the same after tearing an ACL."

He sighed, "Yeah, I know." He sounded so disappointed. I chucked him a piece of candy, and he caught it. "Ooh, candy!" I sighed, "This is my business card. You call me if you're in ANY pain. Even if it's minor."

He nodded, "Same thing the doctor told me." I laughed, "Doctor Riggins? That piece of poop. He tells all his clients to only call me because he hates answering the phone. Lazy man."

He laughed, "You know him?" I nodded, "I worked at that hospital for a study." He smiled, and I wheeled him to the front desk. "Is someone coming to get you?" He nodded, "My teammate Dino."

I nodded, "I'll wait with you. How'd tear the ACL, though?" He said, "Playing a game with my buds. I fell, bad." I nodded, "Yep, that's how it happens. What kind of meds do they give you?" 

He thought, "I don't know. There's so many 'phols' and z's and x's."

I laughed, "Next time you come, just show me a picture of the pill bottles, okay? I'll see you next week."

I watched as his teammate walked in. Dino bowed with me. "Thank you!" He smiled, "BYE!"

Dino started making car noises as he wheeled him out of the office. I turned to Maya, my front desk. "Men are so silly."

Maya laughed, "Yeah, making a car noise while you wheel out your injured friend is a little too crazy." I looked around, "Where's Hwan?" She smiled, "I know, right? Usually, he slacks off by now. But, he's with a patient."

I nodded. 

I made my way to my office and checked for the next patient. 

Seo Changbin just wanted a check-up.

It's his first time here. Maybe I'll find something wrong.

When Chan described Changbin, I don't know why I expected a petite guy. Yeah, he was short, but he was still way taller than me. Also, HE WAS HUGE!

I wouldn't be surprised if he was having problems with his muscles.

I crossed my arms as I inspected him, "Okay. Let me see those guns."

He flexed proudly, "Wow! That's a lot of effort. Wanna see mine?"

I lifted my shirt sleeve and showed the saddest Spongebob muscle known to man.

Changbin tried not to laugh, but it wasn't working.

"Ms. L/N. You should come with me to the gym."

I smiled, "Y/N is fine. Also, the way Chan talks about your gym visits, I don't think I'd survive."

He laughed, "You're a physical therapist. You should know all the ways to relax your muscles."

I shook my head no. "Medicine has a lot of stuff I don't know about."

He quirked an eyebrow, "You're a bad doctor then."

I laughed, "I'm a physical therapist, not a doctor. Now Changbin, please spread your arms and let me work my magic."

Chan was waiting for Changbin in the office. I smiled at Chan as he walked over to hug me. I hugged him back and said, "I'm back!" Changbin walked out of the lobby and to the car.

Chan said, "We should catch up after work? I'm free tonight."

I smiled, "Nah, I'm good, Chan."

I looked at Maya, "Shh, the people here like to gossip."

He nodded, "Just accept my love for once?" He winked at me, and my smile widened, "Just forget it."

I mouthed, "Text me." I walked to my office and waited in the lunch area for Hwan.

When Hwan finished with his client, he was back in his office. He sighed, and I asked, "Long day?" He looked up at me with those tired eyes. "My schedule is so empty these days. I'm bored!" I laughed and ate an apple slice from his lunch box.

"Hwan, I have to tell you something." He looked up at me with a little glint of fear flashing in his eyes. "What's up?"

I said, "I think I'm gonna ask Chan out." My smile felt easy on my face. 

There was no way this could go wrong!

Hwan dropped his grape from his mouth, "You're kidding."

I shook my head, "Dead butt cheeks!"

I raised my hand over my heart.

Hwna grabbed my hands with excitement, "WHEN?!" 

I smiled, "Today, I think. It might be what I need."

Hwan was searching my eyes for a lie. I breathed, "I'm nervous but also excited?" Hwan didn't lower his eyes, "What gave you the courage?" I smiled, "My mom!"

Hwan let go of my hand and prayed, "Thank you to Y/N's mom for giving her two balls instead of one! I just wanna thank the lawd for the patience he gave me, and the devil for the smut I'm about to hear about!" 

I laughed, "My goodness! You're so dramatic! I've gotta go now. I have a date to get ready for!"

Hwan's mouth dropped again as I sashayed away. I was giggling nonstop. 

My walk home was peaceful. I unlocked my door to an empty house. The stale feeling was something I'd never grown used to. Hopefully, Chan can fill that void. 

I put on my best outfit. This was the repeat outfit to wear. I was sitting in my sink while doing my makeup when I got a call.

"It's Channie! I'm gonna be there to pick you up! Be ready bestie-westie!"

I laughed, "Since when are we bestie-westie's?" His voice was smooth and easy when he spoke, "Since forever."

That felt a little bittersweet. 

It was round two of an awkward dinner. This time, dinner was less inopportune. I was opening up to Chan. 

That was our friendship dynamic. I'd play hard to get, and Chan chased me. He'd always run after me, and I loved it.

"So, you ever take that job offer?" I bit the cheesecake off my fork and swallowed. My eyes lit up as I stared at the cake. "It's good hm? I knew you'd like the cheesecake."

I smiled and continued to answer the question, "No, actually. I ended up telling Director Hong I'd stay here for now."

He nodded, "Ahh, really? I'd expect you to follow your dreams." I smiled, "I am. It's just that Seungcheol is gonna need a couple months of physical training before I can abandon him."

Chan gave me puppy dog eyes, "And what about me?" I laughed, "You too. But you have Jeongin to pester you about your health."

He nodded as he watched me devour my cake. He looked so happy watching me eat.

I took a deep breath as I prepared myself.

My heartbeat was so fast I could hear it. 

I'm gonna tell him.

I kept hyping myself up. I made myself look extra beautiful for Chan today. I don't know how relationship stuff works, but I wanted to try with Chan.

"Chan..." He looked up from my fork in my mouth and into my eyes. "I have something I want to tell you."

Chan nodded for me to continue. There was no judgment in his eyes, just peace.

"You've been my client for so long, you know? You were my first celebrity client, and I was your first physical therapist. We learned together... I'm grateful for that. We got closer as time passed. I'd consider you a close friend... but lately, I've been thinking of you more than a friend."

His stare was intense with fear and sadness. Disappointment bubbled in my chest, and I choked, "I think... I like you more than a friend."

I said it. 

I've been holding onto these feelings for years, knowing I've been more than liking him. It was probably love, but I didn't want to tell him that.

Not yet. 

Chan's silence made me progressively more nervous as I realized he wasn't about to say anything.

My voice cracked, "Speak." It was like I was giving a dog a command. He listened, "I just don't think this could happen. I mean, we're not in the same world, you know? I don't want to burden you..."

At first, there was sadness, but then there was this rage. 

All those times he chased me, and for what? What was it for...? Does he hate me or something?

I stood up, "Okay. That's fine."

Chan reached for my hand and I pulled away, "Don't fucking touch me."

My face frowned as I looked at his shocked eyes. I don't curse often, but I can't control my mouth when I'm upset.

"Y-you're mad." The tears pricked the corner of my eyes. I hissed, "Of course, I'm fucking mad, Chan! You lead me the fuck on, and you think I'm not angry. You're a piece of shit and a bitch ass nigga!"

I ran off. I wondered if Chan would chase me this time, but he didn't. 

I think that broke me more.

Next thing you know, I was on the street calling Hwan. "Plan failed. Can you please pick me up before I get kidnapped?" Hwan let out a long sigh, "Of course I can. I'll look at your location."

Bang Chan's POV

I fucked up. I fucked up biiig time. I've never EVER seen Y/n get upset. I've never seen Y/N's eyes filled with anger like that. I've never heard her curse before, or yell before. She was always so sweet and happy.

Seeing those tears falling down her eyes was like daggers falling on my heart. And when she ran, I didn't know what to do.

Does she want me to chase her? Would I make it worse? 

When I got the courage to run after her, she was nowhere to be found. Plus, I still had to pay for the food.

I waited until the next day to call and text her because I figured she'd want space. But my messages didn't go through. 

Did she block me?

I've never seen Y/N's bad side. I didn't know she was the kind of person to block someone. 

I had to go to practice, and the kids knew I wasn't feeling it. Lee Know wouldn't stop scolding me for my mistakes, but I could only think about how Y/N was doing. 

I had so much bullshit in my schedule that I couldn't check on her until three days later.

But when I went to her office, she was gone. I asked Maya, "Hey Maya. Do you know where Y/N is?"

Maya smiled, "Oh, she didn't tell you? Wow! She got a better job in the States. She moved there like two days ago."

My heart dropped. I felt like throwing up. My head spun as I tried to think about what to do. "Sh-she did, huh? Well... Do you know what clinic?"

Maya smiled, "I couldn't tell you. Ask Hwan. Y/N also requested I give all her old patients to Hwan. Hwan is your new physical therapist for now."

I smiled, "Well, I'd like to talk to Hwan."

She directed me to a room, and Hwan came in after fifteen minutes. His smile dropped a little, "Oh. Hello." My eye twitched, "Where is she?" Hwna shook his head in disappointment, "You know she told me not to tell you."

My jaw tightened, "I fucked up and I want to apologize."

Hwan sighed, "You had her crying at my house for three days straight, and NOW you want to apologize? Chan, let's be real here. You weren't the only one who lost Y/N. So did I. And so did all of her other patients. Your actions drove her away, and YOU didn't apologize when you should've. Now, sit the hell down, and let me do my fucking job, man."

I've never talked to Hwan, but I didn't understand how Y/N could be friends with someone like him.

He has no filter, a filthy mouth, A MAN, and he's rude.

Not too far off from me, though, huh?

Y/N's POV

I think it's been about three months since I moved to this clinic. I only had clients once a week. 

Every other day, I told the others what to do.

I hated it. Sure, it pays exponentially more, but I wanted to help people. I only like to boss my clients around, not my subordinates.

Chan had texted me from his members ' phones, office phones, and Text Now numbers. He wouldn't leave me alone.

It sucked, but I had to change my number. I saved Hwan's contact, but I lost contact with everyone else. I wasn't sure if he'd use others to text me. I also don't know how loyal my clients are.

I barely thought about Chan throughout the day now. I would sit in my dry office for seven hours and travel my family home. I was working on getting an apartment, but my intuition told me to wait.

Not only that, but when I moved here, my mom's back pain got worse, and she ended up in the hospital. If I leave now, my brother will have nobody.

I sighed as I typed on my computer. Going through restocking and reports is not fun! JESUS I NEED A DISTRACTION-

My assistant came in with more paperwork. Her phone was going off with this pretty melody. Something I've never heard before.

"Sorry about the phone, boss. But, here's some more paperwork for you."

I grabbed the folder and asked, "What song is it?" She smiled, "Some K-pop song. You used to do therapy on them. It's a Stray Kids song called 'Twilight.'"

I smiled as that name rang through my ears. Jesus, I haven't heard 'StrayKids' in a long time. 

I wonder how the kids are doing. I didn't want to lose their number like that.

My mouth went into a thin line as I silently thought to myself. My assistant spoke, "Well, that's all for the day. It looks like you'll have an early day." She waved and before she left I said, "You can go home now if you want. You worked hard today!" 

Her body relaxed, "Thank you, boss. I really appreciate it."

She walked out of my office, closing the door behind her. My fingers went straight to my keyboard to google the song.

The video loaded, and the same tune played through my phone. I knew a Han song when I heard one. The lyrics sounded like they were about me and Chan.

My eyes watered as I thought about our past. I missed the times he'd rip me out of my office to go eat, or we'd take detours to hang with the members. 

That time, Chan and I got snowed in at a bowling alley and lived off cheese and crackers for 3 hours. 

I never showed it, but Chan really was important to me. I shouldn't have left like that. I should've given him a chance... but I didn't want to.

A part of me is scared that we end up together, and I fuck it up. 

I'm not good enough for Chan. I'll never be those girls. Pale skin, skinny, dark hair, sharp chin. I was round-faced with a curvy body.

Chan would talk about how much he hated his curls, so why would he like mine?

The sobs escaped my mouth. I covered it to silence myself. I took a deep breath and turned off the song. 

I don't need to listen to this right now.

Bang Chan's POV

I was in Hwan's office for the last time before starting promotions.

I had a long day ahead of me. I would be flying out to America for interviews with the kids. 

I sat in the office for 30 minutes waiting. Y/N was never this late.

I respected how time-efficient she was with me. Always early.

Hwan walked in, "Hello, pretty boy. Ready for the session?"

He walked behind me to feel my neck and shoulder. "You've been sleeping?" I lied to him, "Yeah, all I do is sleep nowadays." I'm used to lying to Hwan. 

I want to leave. The only reason why I still come to this office is because it reminds me so much of Y/N.

Y/N would've caught my lie, and she would've politely told me off. Those soft words, with that soft smile, with a strong hint of disappointment in her voice. 

I loved it when she bossed me around. It was so hot.

Hwan was also a man, so stuff done here that made any two straight men uncomfortable.

I can't deliberately moan in this room. 

I did that because sometimes, Y/N would shake a little. I didn't know what it meant when she did that, but I guessed it was joy.

"Make sure you're using a neck pillow on the plane." I nodded, feeling the strain in my neck. 

Hwan massaged into that spot, "Look up." I looked up, and he chopped me in the neck. The shock of pain shot up my spine. Tears pricked from my eyes before the feeling of relief rushed over me.

"You should be good now. Have a good day." I walked out candyless. 

Y/N would always chuck candy at her patients like they were animals. It was the only not-so-nice thing she'd do. 

I figured she likes to throw stuff. Y/N threw her phone on my couch, her shoes on my floor, and her macaroni noodle at me.

I wish she'd throw her clothes off, though. 

I shook myself out of my thoughts. 

In the past, when I walked out of the PT office, I'd always feel refreshed. Now when I do, I just feel depressed.

I went into my car and saw a text. It was a screenshot from Hwan. An article with Y/N's face on it.

.

.

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Doc Hwan

Don't tell her I told you where she was just don't fuck up this time. She's been going through a lot and she needs someone.

Bang Chan

I will thank you

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.

.

Holy shit! I found her! I can go to her, see her, smell her, hold her, hear her perfect soft voice. I wanna kiss her like I never got the chance to.

Y/N's POV

Twilight was on repeat in my office. I think I was trying to desensitize. When listening to the song made me feel this raw emotion. I'd want to cry.

It was an addicting feeling. I'd listen to it non-stop throughout the day. 

I was sitting in my office typing emails to my team leaders. I blinked as my eyes started to feel dry. I put on my glasses. They helped me read, but also blue light.

I was so focused on this work until I heard screaming.

"C'MON! JUST LET ME IN PLEASE?" I jumped from my seat. I recognized that voice. That accent.

Please tell me it's not real. God, please tell me I did some kind of cocaine before entering this office.

"I need to see her!"

I got up to see the security holding onto someone I'd never thought I'd see again.

He did it. He chased me.

I scanned his big body, held by two grown men. His face was in a frown. Chan confessed to my assistant countless times.

I smiled, putting on my mask immediately. "Chan?" He looked up to see my face. His eyes softened. I could see tears starting to well in his eyes.

He's such a big baby.

"I need to talk to you. Please."

I crossed my arms. My eyebrows furrowed with guilt. "You guys can let him go. He's with me."

My security guards dropped him. Chan was running after me quickly as I walked back into my office.

I crossed my arms and sat in my chair. This automatically sets the social standard. "Yes?" 

Chan's eyes lowered as he twiddled with his fingers, "Y/N. You don't know how long I searched for you. You don't know how sorry I feel. It's nothing words can say. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have hurt you like that."

My eyes lingered on his shoulder. It looked so tense. But it was just that shoulder, not the other one. 

That side was the same as where he hurt his neck. I carefully asked, "Have you been taking care of yourself?" 

He scoffed, "That's not really important, is it?" I sighed, "Chan. I'm fine. I really don't need you to apologize anymore about it. I get that you don't like me the same way as I did. The only reason I left was because I couldn't be friends with someone I liked."

Chan said, "Did? Liked? Y/N... I still want you. I always wanted you."

My heart skipped a beat, and I looked up at him. He was being deadly serious. His eyes locked on mine. They were filled with sincerity. 

"Please. Take me back." He stepped closer to my office desk. I scooted out of my chair. His eyes followed me as I walked toward him. He looked ready for anything I was about to throw at him.

He wasn't prepared for the hug I drowned him in. I fully jumped on his body and wrapped myself around his waist. I cried in his neck and said, "I needed you so bad!" His hug got tighter against me.

I confessed, "My mom got sick, and she's in the hospital. My Dad died 6 months ago. All the pressure is on me. My brother has locked himself in his room, and this job can't pay for all the medical bills. I just needed someone to be here with me for once. I always have to take the lead, and I'm tired. I'm so tired, Chan."

His grip only tightened. That was his way of saying he wasn't going anywhere. I pulled away and wiped my tears, "Thank you." 

I stared into his eyes for a moment. There was silence. His stare was so intense. I leaned in and quickly kissed his lips.

"Ah, c'mon. You gotta give me more than that." I looked away, "I never..." I didn't finish the sentence out of embarrassment. 

Chan tilted his head, and an easy smile spread on his face. "It's okay. I'll show you everything. What time do you get off work?"

I smiled, "We can leave right now."

He laughed, "Deal. Let's go."

We were in his hotel room. It was so big and expensive. I didn't know they had hotels like this in New York.

Chan was leading me to the bed carefully. "You can tell me when to stop whenever you want. I will."

I smiled, "Okay." Chan said, "You can drop the act with me. I got you now."

My smile faded as I looked at him with my typical aloofness. Chan carefully caressed my cheek. He put my braid behind my ear and said, "I'm gonna kiss you for real this time, okay?"

I nodded as I stared into his eyes. Chan leaned in and kissed my lips. His lips tasted like candy.

The candy I'd give out to my clients. He must've found them here and started eating them non-stop.

I was right when he pulled away, and I saw the candy wrapper on his bedside table.

He grabbed my cheeks with one hand to turn my head to look at him. "Look at me. Did you like that?" 

I smiled, "Sorry. I got distracted. You taste like candy." He laughed through his nose. "Yeah? You were looking at the candy wrappers?"

I nodded in his grip. 

"Stop distracting yourself, and focus on me." I nodded, and he leaned back in to kiss me. This time, I let myself get absorbed in the moment.

I always detached myself from people, put on a happy mask, and tried my best to distract from my problems. This is a good distraction, but one I want to last for an eternity.

The way his soft lips pressed against my own. His other hand had traveled to my thigh, massaging it gently. I loved the way his tongue swiped on my bottom lip.

My lips parted, and his tongue was in my mouth. Heat pooled in my middle as I felt him grab my thigh harder. He pulled me onto his lap. I felt his hard dick.

I gasped and pulled away. "Chan." His eyes were half-lidded, "I know, baby." I bit my lip. He grabbed both my arms and put them on his shoulders. I tightly wrapped my arms around his neck, knowing what spot to apply pressure to relieve the pain from his neck.

He dove us back, and our kiss reconnected. His hands traveled to my ass, and he squeezed tightly. I moaned. My pussy fluttered in need as I rubbed myself against his hard dick. Chan bit my bottom lip and groaned.

I opened my eyes to see his were open. He observed me. I pulled away from his kiss and said, "I'm really horny."

He couldn't help but laugh at my blunt honesty. He flipped us over, and now he was over me. "I can help. You want me to touch you?" He rubbed my stomach as his way of telling me.

I let out a smooth breath as my eyes closed. "Please." My throbbing cunt was distracting me from any thoughts I could have about candy, work, and anything.

My legs parted for his traveling hands. He rubbed his thumb over my clothed vagina. His other hand held mine. "Don't forget to tell me if you don't like this." 

I nodded as I squeezed my lips to a thin line. I couldn't stop squirming under Chan's touch. He was making me feel so good.

Just then, I felt him unbutton my dress pants. "Are you okay with my body? I'm a little fat-" He kissed the doubt on my lips. "I couldn't care less about what you look like."

I blinked as he pulled my pants down. He hooked his point finger under my panties and pulled it down to my knees. 

The cold air made me realize I was dripping. I took a stuttered breath, and Chan laced his fingers back with mine. "Please, Chan."

He kissed my neck carefully. I twitched, and he sucked. His wet tongue swirled circles against my skin as his fingers seeped into my hole.

I couldn't wrap my legs around him. I think that's why he trapped me in my own underwear. His hand left mine and carefully lifted my shirt. I felt him pull away to focus on unbuttoning my shirt with one hand.

His fingers went on hold for a moment, earning him a tiny whine in protest from me. He looked at me and laughed, "I'll rip this fucking shirt off you. I'm trying to be respectful." 

I reached for my buttons and popped them off. Chan watched with a smile. "That's my girl."

I closed my eyes when his fingers dug into a deep spot I'd never reached. Chan kissed down my chest and stomach as he observed me. 

I moaned when his tongue touched my clit. I bit my lip as my back arched in pleasure. 

His fingers pumped in and out in a scissoring motion as he licked my clit. I cried out as the knot in my stomach tightened. "Please, Chan... fast..er." 

He quickly obliged as his big fingers stretched my hole out. I cried as I fluttered around his fingers. I felt myself starting to ball the sheets in my fist. I was cumming, and Chan hadn't stopped licking.

I grabbed his pretty hair and smooshed him closer as I ground against his face.

I had finally ridden out my orgasm, and I sighed. 

"Y/N. You ready for something bigger."

I opened my eyes to peek at Chan, throwing off his shirt. His abs were so sculpted. I reached for him, but he stepped back. I opened both my eyes to see him rolling off his sweats. Through his boxers, I could see his hard dick.

I let out a deep breath. Chan looked at me, "Disappointed?" I shook my head rapidly, "Nono... I don't know how big it's supposed to be."

Chan crossed his big arms over his chest. "Yeah? You want me to show you?" I nodded, and he pulled his boxers unreservedly off. He stuck his finger in my hole, and a smile crept on his face.

He was already hard, but he was getting stiff. He was staring at me. I closed my legs in instinct, and Chan spread them back open.

"C'mon. You know better." I shuddered. Chan got on top of me and stared at me with intensity. "You tell me when to stop, go, slow down, speed up. You communicate, okay, pretty girl?" I nodded, and he kissed my lips with more affection.

He moved away to angle himself into my hole. He pressed himself inside. My legs started shaking from the pain. He was so much bigger than his fingers.

I whimpered in pain, and he leaned in to kiss my cheeks. "I'm sorry. I know." He gently pushed himself in me until he bottomed out. His dick was pressed against my gummy spot. 

It felt so tight. I felt full. My body relaxed as Chan leaned in for another kiss. I said between kisses, "Go." He carefully thrust into me as he kissed me.

His tongue played with mine as he maintained a slow and steady pace. I moaned in his mouth as he hit my spot over and over.

Chan moved a little faster. The sound of our skin slapping echoed through the room. I let out a girlish scream as he quickened his pace. He leaned back down to kiss me again. He smiled, "It feels that good?"

I nodded as I felt that butterfly feeling in my stomach. I whispered, "Faster!" I moaned louder as his pace hardened. My body bounced to his rhythm, and so did my moans. I cried, "Oh~ I'm gonna~ mm~" 

He kept going. His hard dick hitting into my g-spot, His quick pace thrusting into my tight wet hole. I felt myself release as my back arched, and I came.

Chan's muscle tightened with mine. "Fuck Y/N." He pulled out quickly and came on my stomach. I looked down at the mess he created. Chan said, "You're so good at this."

I blinked and looked up at his fucked up face. "I am?" 

He laughed, "I didn't expect you to be so loud." I asked weakly, "Is that a bad thing?"

"No, baby. Let me clean you up."

We went two more rounds, but then I passed out in his arms. Chan was holding me close as he kissed my head.

His laying position looked uncomfortable. I got on his lap and massaged his tissue. Chan groaned, "That feels good."

I smiled and asked, "Chan. Han wrote Twilight, right?" His eye peeked open, "Y-yeah. Why?" His hand slid to my thigh. I was wearing his T-shirt. 

Chan's eyes softened as he realized. "He said he used me as inspiration. Why?" I tilted my head, "I hurt you that much?" He rubbed small circles on my thigh with a smile, "I hurt you more."

I laughed, "True. But, you love me?" Chan's eyes widened, "Yes. I love you." I smiled, "I love you too." My hands traveled to his boxers, and he grabbed my wrist quickly. "Give me thirty more minutes, baby."

I smiled, "Okay. I'll be patient." 

I cuddled into his chest, but we ended up falling asleep together.

A lot happened. Chan ended up paying for my mom's hospital bills. My mom was out of the hospital sooner than expected. Miles was getting better, too.

I moved back to Korea to continue my job. Chan and I got engaged. Our relationship had ups and downs, but we worked through it like adults.

I didn't run anymore, and Chan didn't have to chase me anymore.

[shhuuga]

ik I just sent an ask but babe my mind is filthy.

christopher NOT BANG CHAN. I REPEAT: CHRISTOPHER NOT BANG CHAN (yes there is a difference) who loves when reader sucks on his balls. it’s his favorite part of getting head, watching his girlfriend with his balls draggin across her face, sucking on them while stroking his fat dick to the GODS. idk if this is doing tm… but imagine putting his balls in your pussy??? AM I DTM??? lemme know cause idek why that shit turns me on so damn bad. he’s just too sexy bruh

(woooo GIRL!!! have me sitting in my bed GIGGLING. BITING MY NAILS. BIIITCH YOUR SO DIRTAAAY!!! /POS)

don't stop (pop that cat)

warnings: cussin (do i even need to warn atp), head (male receiving), ft. 4am kiman bc it's my brand atp, cum play(?), cum eating, sweetheart reader cuz she just wants to make chris happy, blond chan in this bc WE NEED HIM BACK!!!

"oh that's- that's it, baby.. just keep sucking my fucking balls like that, princess." chris throws his head back as he groans— fuck, you get better every fucking time.

wherever it is, in the back of his car, in your bedroom or in the bathroom of some club.. you always remember his favorite part of head. it's really the only reason he asks you, so he can feel his heavy balls in your mouth, watching you switch between one and the other, or struggling to fit them both in.

"oh, baby..that's so fuckin'- shiiiiiit." chris' legs start shaking as your fingers curl tighter around his dick, the slick sounds of your spit and his pre sliding up and down his cock making your pussy clench.

"baby, wait.. lay back. let me- shit.. look at how wet you are." it never phases you because you know the reason, the only reason is him. but chris, he could cum just looking at your beautiful thighs all spread for him, with your slick dripping all over your lower body.

with a lil (pop!), chris slips his balls into you, the thickness of them making you whimper out. obviously, it's not enough for you to cum, but apparently it's just enough for chis to. well, that is after you tightened up around him because of his groans.

"'m sorry, im so sorry baby.. oh fuuck- your pussy 's just too- too perfect.. so fuckin warm.." the blond reaches down to circle his fingers on your clit as he pulls his balls out and slips his still hard dick into you.

(note to self, look into c+b torture videos)

[intothestrayverse]

“Hands full”

Y/N’s got a thing for grabbing the boys’ muscles, and now they’re all just trying to survive her chaos.

Warnings: Fluff but I guess also kind of suggestive

[pandajaye]

Like Bunnies 🐰

characters: bunny hybrid!seo changbin, bunny hybrid!black fem reader, quokka hybrid!han jisung

changbin bunny hybrid reference image

pairings: bunny hybrid!seo changbin x bunny hybrid!black fem reader

fandom: Stray Kids/Skz

genre: fluff, smut

word count: 5.4k

warnings: cringey love text conversations, kissing, biting, groping, nudity, breast play/nipple play, oral sex (female and male receiving), unprotected sex, cursing, breeding kink, descriptions of genitalia, descriptions of sexual bodily fluids, anal play, successful breeding, mention of marriage

A/N: I’ve been wanting to write this for a while now but I wasn’t sure if I should because I thought there was like a thin line between writing hybrids and z*ophilia and I didn’t want to go into this stumbling. I’ve done some research and given myself some time to really think on it and now I feel prepared and ready to get into this. Please enjoy!

summary: you love when your bf, Seo Changbin, comes over to stay the weekend with you! he loves his members dearly but he also loves you too and tries to make time by taking you on random dates during some weeks and spending full weekends with you every once in a while. the two of you have a wonderful friday night and wake up saturday morning feeling extra lovey dovey on each other, a little too cuddly, somewhat, Like Bunnies 🐰

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The sun shines through the blinds of your bedroom window. It’s warm everywhere that the light touches. You gradually come awake, your nose twitching lightly from being dry. It was absolutely necessary for your room to stay cold at night. However, to protect your sensitive sinuses, you tried to make it a habit to turn the AC down when it was time to sleep. It’s not unlike you to forget but the reasons are different most of the time. In this situation, the reason was a great one. You had been waiting all week for your boyfriend to come stay with you. Every day, during every text or phone conversation between the two of you, it was important that you express your excitement.

✨ (your messages: 🩷; his messages: 🩵) ✨

🩷: ‘bini bini bini!’

🩵: ‘yes luv?’

🩷: ‘I’m so excited!! 😆’

🩵: ‘I know luv 🥰’

🩵: ‘me toooo <3’

🩷: ‘we’re gonna have so much fun oky?’

🩷: ‘*okay?’

🩷: ‘i promise!’

🩵: ‘i know we will, it’s gonna be so much fun’

🩵: ‘i miss u during the busy weeks :(’

🩵: ‘my cutie bunny baby’

🩵: ‘i wanna cuddle even now :’(’

🩷: ‘ahhh, u miss me, luvbun? 🥺’

🩷: ‘waaaah :’)’

🩷: ‘ur so cute! let’s kiss the whole time okay 😘’

🩵: ‘yes pls bb 😙❤️’

🩵: ‘okay I have to go, jisung-ie is looking at my phone’

🩵: ‘he says “hi” and that we’re cringey’

🩷: ‘aw man :’(’

🩷: ‘tell him I said hi and that he’s the meanest rat ever’

🩵: ‘okay! 😈’

🩵: ‘he says he’s not a rat, he’s a quokka, and that you have to respect your elders’

🩷: ‘tell him i’m sorry and that i’ll make cookies for you to bring him 🤧🥺’

🩵: ‘he says he forgives you and he’ll see you soon’

🩷: ‘yayayay! 🥳’

🩵: ‘I have to go now too bunbun 😞’

🩷: ‘nooo 😭’

🩵: ‘sorryyy’

🩵: ‘I’ll text you when I leave practice okay?’

🩷: ‘okayyyy’

🩷: ‘bye luvbun ily😘❤️’

🩵: ‘bye bunbun ily2🥰😘❤️’

✨ end of text convo ✨

Your conversations between each other are… quirky… to say nicely. The two of you don’t really care. You’re adults, you pay for the phones you’re using. You can do whatever you want. That and you’re in love. Changbin is so sweet. He works so hard as an artist. Producing, rapping, singing, dancing, modeling. It’s kind of hard to watch him be on stage, seeing other girls throw their hearts out to him. You keep yourself sane by reminding yourself that it’s just for appearances and to keep the fans happy. Still, they’re all so pretty and cute. ‘They could easily have him.’ you think to yourself sometimes. The one time you mumbled it out loud with him around, he lectured you for it.

“I don’t care about them the way I care about you. They can’t have me. You have me. We were meant to be. There is nothing else besides you and me. Never has been, never will be.” Changbin’s ears had flattened out from how intense he felt. When he noticed the tears in your eyes, they completely flopped when he softened himself. “I love you so much. Please don’t compare yourself to others. You are so beautiful and sweet and smart. I love everything about you. I love spending time with you and being able to have you in my life. I’m proud to have you as my doe. I want you to focus on our love. Not the love you think someone else could give me.” You can still remember how compassionate and stern his voice was back then. His gentleness when he pulled you into a hug and held you in his arms, careful not to hurt your ears, was very needed in that moment.

You cried into his chest for a few minutes before the two of you went to lay down and take a nap to recharge. It took a while but after that day, you worked hard to never view yourself negatively like that again. Changbin has been there for you as much as he can and for that, you’re there for him at every opportunity. He tells you all the time about how spending time with you helps him feel better after a long, hard week. Sometimes just the smell of your perfume or the sound of your voice can help him clear his head. It’s so relaxing when you groom his ears for him, and he likes doing it for you, too. He says it’s cute how your tail flutters when he hits a good spot. It makes you blush hard but it also fills your heart up. You two are truly meant to be together. There’s no doubt in your minds’.

Sleep falls from your eyelashes and allows them to softly blink open. A smile grows on your lips while you do your first stretch of the day. The groan and sigh from deep in your chest causes Changbin’s nose to wiggle and he wakes up as well. You watch his eyes open and regress back into a squint then close again with a smile. “Good morning, sweetie.” His sleepy voice makes you grin. “Good morning, honey.” You lay on your side so the two of you can be face to face. He opens his eyes again and moves forward with pouty lips. “Kiss?” He requests. You meet him with soft but slightly dry lips. “How did you sleep? Good?” You kiss his nose this time. “Mhm. Really good.” It’s his turn to stretch and it ends with holding onto your hip, slightly massaging it. He’s not slick at all, though. He tries to start small talk by asking if you slept well while his hand massages its way under your sleep shirt.

“I slept well. Did you happen to have dreams about me, Bini?” You raise an eyebrow, your plan to expose him is starting with an interrogation. “Mmm.. can’t remember…” Bin mumbles. He moves in closer, putting his face in your neck and giving you light kisses. Your nose scrunches and your upper lip twitches at the tickling feeling. “I think you’re dreaming about me right now. Am I right?” You ask. He nods, his thigh resting on top of yours. “You smell good. Your perfume lasts so long. ‘Smell so sweet…” You’re lost in his kisses becoming sloppier, completely unaware of his body reacting to being close to you. “You know what we haven’t done in a while?” “What’s that?” Your answer comes out in an almost whisper. “We haven’t had morning sex in a long time.” He leans back to look at your face and is satisfied with the excitement in your eyes. “Should we? Do you want to? Right now?” You can feel your tail fluttering against the covers. “Mhm. Do you want to?” You nod just like he does. “Let’s do it.” “Let’s.”

You two move at the same time, you put yourself higher up on the pillows and lay on your back while he gets between your legs. He leans forward and you share a few pecks on the lips before his tongue makes its appearance. Your lips part immediately and you allow his tongue to explore the inside of your mouth. Your morning breath is pretty non-existent but he wouldn’t care if you did have it, you still love to taste each other’s. The kisses get sloppier in increments. His hand is warm as it travels under your sleep shirt and up your belly to your chest. He bites your lip and you moan at his fingertips teasing your nipple. “Ah… Binnie…” You bite your lip after him and squirm. “I got you, bunbun~” Changbin pushes your shirt up over your chest and admires the beauties in front of him. He uses both hands to massage them gingerly. “Breasts don’t make the woman but I lose my mind at how… blessed… you are everytime. Mm~” You blush at his words, wanting so badly to cover your face.

People always make comments or give you looks over your chest, the only ones welcome are your doctor’s and Changbin’s. He’s joked about how they barely fit in his hands before and left you completely flustered and wanting to hibernate for the rest of the month. Even your inner ears went from pink to red that day. Now, here you are, flustered again, watching his mouth open as he dips down and takes your nipple into his mouth. The pink of his tongue contrasts so cutely against your dark skin. And he knows how sensitive they are. That’s why he looks into your eyes when his tongue swirls around it, making it grow. “B-Binnie…~” You moan, your lip quivering. “Mmm, Choco~” He coos before slurping. “Binnie! Shut up!” He just has to make a ‘you taste like chocolate’ joke when a part of you is in his mouth. It always gets old but he’s goofy like that. He giggles for a second before going back in. Between your thighs, your cunt is starting to relax and slick is forming. His lips press together to pull your nipple as he leans back, immediately going back in to suckle some more. On his other hand, his thumb rubs circles around your other nipple, occasionally tapping it. The second it grows, he carefully pinches it and rolls it between his fingers. You love when he plays with your chest, it always gets you going in a short amount of time.

For Binnie, seeing your chest exposed like this turns him on a lot. He does consider himself an ‘ass’ man, but he loves every vulnerable part of your body, not just your backside. The more he suckles and toys with your breasts, the more his arousal increases. He already has a nice girth when soft but erected he was thick and had an appropriate length. He’d always stretch you out and had generous but not overwhelming contact with your g-spot where it would hurt you. It was another ‘made for each other’ type of thing. After a few seconds, he moved to the other breast to give it as much attention as the first. Only this time, his hand didn’t stay to play with your free nipple. Instead, he reached under you and grabbed the waistband of your shorts. “Do I have your permission to take this off, bunny?” He asks politely, taking a break from your tit. You nod quickly while licking your lips. “Yes, please~” Your answer is eager, indicating you’re ready for more. He leans back and uses both hands to pull the waistband under your ass then up your thighs, tossing them to the fuzzy rug below your bed. He smiles a bit, always excited to see the stretch marks on your tummy and hips. They were so sexy to him and he let you know that every time he saw them. “Sexy bunny~” He flirts, smirking at you and making you blush even more.

After a few more kisses and suckles on both of your nipples, he kisses the center of your chest and trails them down your belly. He stops here for a few seconds to cover the rest of your tummy in kisses then circles back to his original trail right over your belly pudge. “Do I have permission to go further? I’m so hungry for you, baby~” He’s so polite when he asks for consent, it’s bare minimum but you like it a lot anyways. Once again, you nod, and he takes his opportunity. He moves himself back on the bed, reaching down into his boxers to stroke himself. You open your thighs wider for him to have all the space he needs. He kisses your inner thighs, switching between left and right, and getting closer to the center of his desires. The first kiss on your cunt isn’t shy at all. He makes out with your folds confidently from the start. “Ah!” Your little yelp is so cute to him. His tongue slides through your slit hungrily. Those famous Bratz lips of his feel as beautiful as they look against your vulnerable parts.

Changbin knows your body well. He takes pride in it as your boyfriend. He focuses on your clit immediately because he put in the work to learn how to please you. He loves you and wants to do right by you, especially if that involves giving you head that’ll make your thighs quiver. “Ahhh, B-Binnie… feels gooood…” you whine. Your mouth always turns into a frown similar to his upside down smile once you start losing your grip. The pressure of his tongue on your clit is energizing. There’s a rush in your tummy that’s rolling in like thunderstorm clouds, destined to grow the more he consumes your flavors. Those flavors of yours, mixed with the sounds of your pleasure, become the reason for the wet spot in his boxers. He’s just as weak for you as you are for him. Your ability to make him horny and out of his mind was strong and something he was obsessed with when it happens. His jaw is strong, guiding his mouth so his tongue can make circles around your clit when it’s not lapping at the small bud.

He leans back and sucks his fingers before sliding two inside of you. “How is that? It’s okay?” He asks intently. “Y-Yes. It feels good, Bini~” You push your head backwards into the pillows, surrendering yourself to him completely. You’re in his hands and trust him fully, giving him control over making you feel good. There’s times where his fingers fuck in and out of you, some of the time they’re slow and other times they move more sporadically. In between those moments, he keeps his fingers deep inside and curls them up. It’s so special to experience what it feels like to be his famous pink Dwaekki bowling ball. “Ohhhh fuck! Hhhnnngh!” Your bottom starts to lift off the sheets and your back arches. “Biiiinnie! Awwww!” His fingers have found your g-spot quickly and he knows it by the way you’re panting. Your ears have flopped to your shoulders and your eyes are half open.

“Fuck, you’re so wet, baby~” He growls. Your slick has coated his palm completely and the back of his hand. He wants to keep going and keep pleasing you this way but you’re so slippery. Your lips look glossy and sparkly in the sunlight. It’s so beautiful to him. He needs to be inside you badly. You’re only halfway to your orgasm when he pulls his fingers out of you. “Bunny, I’m ready to fuck you. I want to know if you’re ready, too.” He gulps, his throat is somewhat dry from watching your reactions with his mouth agape. “Mm-mm.” You shake your head. His head tilts to the side, confused. He can usually tell you’re ready once your bottom was explored like this. You push him off of you and he moves easily with some worry in his chest. While it felt great to have his fingers deep inside you, he’s not getting away without letting you take care of him, too. You roll over onto your knees and glance down at his boxers. “Take these off for me, please~”

Now he understands. You just didn’t want to use your words. Changbin stumbles off the bed and pulls his boxers off quickly before climbing back on. He feels hot sitting in front of you like this and takes his shirt off, too, leaning back against the wall after. “There we go.” You smirk at him and pull your shirt off so you can both be as naked as the day you fell from heaven. His large chest rises and falls exaggeratedly watching you duck down and kiss his belly. “Mmm, marshmallow~” You tease, getting revenge for his chocolate joke from earlier. He only manages to get part of a chuckle out before he’s interrupted with your kiss on his tip. It’s so hot pink and round and shiny from the precum that’s still leaking out of it. Your hand wraps around the base like grabbing a joystick to play Pac-Man. He could faint from the way you tap it on your lips before taking it in your mouth. Your tongue feels hot against the vulnerable skin and he’s trying his best to stay calm.

That fails immediately when you suck him into your throat, hold for a few seconds, then come back up for air. “There. Not so dry anymore.” Now that you’ve slobbered all over him, it’ll be easier to suck him. Your other hand wraps around the middle of his shaft and you get to work. While you suck the first inch within your lips, your hands grip and stroke the rest. It’s hard not to smile when you feel his erection grow in your fists and against your tongue. “I love your cock, Bini. It tastes so fucking good. Fits in my mouth so nicely. Don’t you think so?~” It’s your time to flirt and he’s almost too dizzy to answer you. “Y-Yes, bunbun. I love when you suck my cock~” He answers before biting his pretty pink bottom lip. “I love it, too! I like when I do this and you wriggle around.” Before he can even ask, slap his dick on your tongue a few times and open wide to choke yourself on it. “Yah! Ah! Fuck!” Changbin’s big strong thighs flex and his toes curl. The cries coming from him are like music to your ears. That’s why you need more.

You reach forward and rub his nipple the same way he did yours earlier. He tries to grab your wrist but you shake your head. “Ah-ah! You got me. Now I get you~” You scolded him playfully. He frowns before relaxing his face completely. He can’t protest. It’s only fair. Plus, he has no problem admitting how good it feels. You pinch his nipple the way he did yours. Your bodies may be different but you always find a way to pleasure each other equally. Eventually though, just like he did, you forget about his nipples. Now, you're taking him in full. One hand holds his base and the other massages his sack. His fist grabs the back of your hair only because he promises to help brush your hair back out when you’re done. His full erection has made a home from your throat. You breathe through your nose like you’ve practiced many times before so you can hold him inside for a bit then go back to bobbing up and down and swallowing around his entire penis.

Tiny beads of sweat manage to take their place along his hairline. His dick has jumped more than a few times now and he can’t stop panting, just like you. “I’m gonna cum, baby… I’m gonna cum in your throat… I’m so fucking close… Please let me~” he begs. You nod and slow down, using the hand around the base to stroke him slowly but generously. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes. Changbin’s toes curl and his thick eyebrows join in the center, his eyelashes fluttering as well as his tail. He sucks in air through his teeth while you slurp his cumshot up from dripping out of your mouth. “Let me see…” He groans and lifts your head up. You stick your tongue out and proudly show off the fruits of your labor. “Swallow it~” You follow his orders with a big gulp and smile. “Awww, cute~” He boops your nose. “Yeah yeah, I know I am.” You roll your eyes playfully and crawl back to your pillows, laying your head down but keeping your ass up. “I’m ready to take you now, Binnie~” You wiggle your tail and pull your ears to the side the way someone would pull their ponytail over their shoulder.

Changbin stares at your pussy, still slick and pretty from earlier. It makes it easier for him to recover from the insane neck you just gave. “I’m so glad you're ready, I know I am~” He crawls over to you and presses his face into your backside. You bite your lip, feeling his nose and lips against your seat. He sticks his entire tongue and slowly drags it up. It catches your clit, it swipes over your entrance, all the way up to the rim of his third favorite way to get inside of you. Two fingers push into you again while he focuses his mouth on this area in particular. Your tail jumps every time his lips suck and kiss you there. When his lovely digits curl inside you again, you press your face into the pillows to muffle yourself. He’s not done until there’s a squelch every time his fingers fuck into you. When he decides there’s enough of your arousal leaking out of you, he comes up for air. “You don’t have to arch too hard, bunny. I don’t want your back to hurt.” He rubs your back until you straighten out your arch a little. Sometimes you can over do it to give him the best experience. It’s nice but it’s not something he requires from you. He’d rather let your body do it naturally without you having to think about it. “Good girl. There we go~”

Your loving boyfriend swats your bottom then kisses the pain away. “Wooow, it jiggles so nicely. Lovely choco-bunny butt~” He chuckles and swats you again. “Bini! Stop teasing!” Your ass jiggles when you whine to him and gets him excited. “Oh okay, okay! Ready?!” He smiles and wipes his palms on your sex to borrow some of you slick for lube, stroking himself. “Ready!” You wiggle your tail again but it stops suddenly when he pushes himself inside you. “Ohhhhhhh fuuuuuuuck~” Your eyes roll at the feeling of his cock edging its way deeper into your suction. He bottoms out and you feel a tingling sensation in your belly button. Changbin took a deep breath while sliding inside of you. That sudden rise in heat made his heart pound and reminded him of why he’s so addicted to being the one that gets to fuck you. He pulls out slowly and pushes back in at the same speed, repeating this a few more times for a moment of consistency.

The alternating between feeling full and feeling empty is making your mouth water. Your body feels so excited and aroused, so hot, a feeling that never gets old. Your nipples are sore and sting from the friction against the sheets beneath while fully erected. “I needed this so bad, Bini. I missed you. I miss being your sexy little bunny~” you mumble with your face against the pillows. “I missed you, too. And this hot little hole. You don’t know how obsessed I am with you. At night, when we get off the phone… I can’t help but grab myself. I think about you bent over like this or laying on your back with your legs wide open…” He sucks air through his teeth at the same time that he thrusts back in. “I think about you fingering yourself… using the vibrator I bought you on your poor little clit. I’ve thought about you throwing all this back on me~” He grins, baring his canines as swats your ass harder than earlier. He growls, “I jerk off until my lap is covered in the cum you’d eat if you were there~” Suddenly, he pulls out, leaving just the tip, then slams back into you. “Ahh!” you yelp pitifully. You know well enough that this is where the heat is turned up and brace for the experience.

Binnie pushes your legs together while inside. It’s a soft fall that now has you laying on your stomach. “Fuck yeah, need you just like this~” One hand pulls your soft ass cheek to the side, giving him a better view. You can’t help but whine when he starts thrusting inside of you. His strokes are closer with more power instead of him pulling out almost complete. The way his shaft slides against your inner walls is intense. You feel weak inside and your stomach muscles are starting to convulse. To make matters worse, his other hand is playing with your hole again. He sucked his thumb first, rubbing the heavily melanated rim. When he pushes in, your mouth drops open and all you can do is bite your lip to keep from going insane. “Be loud, baby. I know you like it~” His thumb slides in and out of you generously, intentionally. “I-I l-love… it… Fuck… Ohhhh it’s so good, B-Bini~” you whimper. Your voice drops and turns into a cry in your throat when he pulls his thumb out of you. “Relax for me. As much as you can~” he whispers so sweetly. You can feel two fingers pressing into you and immediately start your attempt at relaxing as best you can while his dick bullies your insides.

Your asshole gives and his fingertips make their way inside you, stretching you the deeper they go. Changbin curls his fingers and flexes them. Your eyes squeeze shut, your breath begins to hitch and shake. His fingers are pressing against your g-spot from above and his tip bumps against it from underneath. You reach around the bed for something to grab but you end up just reaching around and grabbing his thigh. “Changbinnie! Daddy! Ah! Ah! Ahhh!” He uses his entire hand to stir your insides up, his hand shaking vigorously. “Ahhhhhhh! Binnie! I-! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! Ahhh!” your cries make him chuckle. “It’s okay baby, I’ll take care of you. Let it out, baby. Here, I’ll help you~” He pulls his fingers out of you but you don’t have time to complain. You feel him lay on your back and wrap his arms around your waist. One hand holds your tummy and the other rubs your clit like he’s taken up enthusiastic DJ lessons.

His hips speed up and his thrusts make him slam into your ass as he humps you. “Fuck this little bunny pussy… so hot… gonna fucking breed you… breed this pretty pussy…” he’s growling, again. “You wanna have my fucking kits… hm? You want me to fill you up and make you a mommy? Want me to get you all swollen and pregnant?” His threats aren’t threatening at all. They’re making you swallow and suck him against your cervix. “Yes! Yes! Fucking fill me with your kits! Please, Binnie! Please! Breed my pussy! I need you inside of me foreverrrr!~” Your desperate pleas make him lock in. Your voice is so whiny and high pitched. His mind is racing like a dog with a chew toy… and he loves how you squeak and squeal for him. Changbin taps your clit from underneath and makes his thrusts solid and consistent. “Gonna… breed… you… give you my kits…” A hypnotized state comes over him and he kisses and bites at your shoulder, licking the indents of his teeth. “Fill you up… cum on me… cum on my… cum… cum, Bunny… cum for me~”

Seo Changbin. A man known for sticking to his principles and telling others to judge things for themselves. His leading personality and solid character make you feel so safe. You trust him with everything, especially with your body and soul. That body of yours, it gives in. It gives in to him and his demands. You sigh, tears run down your cheeks and get caught in the pillow covers. The core of your stomach trembles while you orgasm. Your insides are hot and throbbing and now sticky, thick fluid runs through you. The impact from his humping and the talk of breeding has made you swollen and especially receiving. The warmth of your mixture, cum and arousal, covers him completely. His cock, throbbing just like your genitals, jumps. Once, twice, a third time. Then semen erupts from the tip and shoots a few satisfying loads into you. The two of you moan together, your breathing only slightly out of sync from each other. You’ve drooled down your chin and he’s drooled on your shoulder. You can feel his cheek against your back. His body on top of you is comforting like a weighted blanket. You love being so close to him. Especially right now.

“Binnie?” you whisper. He turns his head around to rest on his other cheek so you can hear him better. “Hm?” He sounds tired, you both do. “That felt so good. You fucked me so good. You know?” You can feel him smile against your back and it makes you smile, too. “I know. That was awesome. You take my dick so well, sweetie. Every time.” He kisses your back before sitting up so he can pull out and roll over, laying next to you. He opens his arms, “Come here, bunny. I’ll hold you.” Despite the nasty sticky mess on both of your crotches, you’re more than okay with cuddling. Slowly but surely, you pull yourself up and lay on his chest. He lovingly pushes your ears behind your head and strokes them carefully. “How do you feel? Does anything hurt?” he asks. You shake your head. “No. I can feel the mess leaking out of me. I think my pussy’s swollen on the outside.” you look up at him with sparkly eyes and a twitchy nose. “Yeah? Lemme see.” You open your legs for him and sure enough, you’re looking a bit puffy.

“Awww, how cute.” He reaches down and palms your swollen cunt. You moan into his chin when his fingers find your clit, now extra sensitive. “Ahh~ Mm~” In return, you reach down and grab his semi-hard-on before it can go down completely. You only stroke him down his tip, unable to reach his testicles in your position. “I love when we can’t stop touching each other.” He kisses your forehead. The arm underneath you reaches around your back. He lifts up a bit and readjusts so you’re laying his arm. Your left tit falls to the side and he finds your nipple, tweaking and pulling at the weak bud. “Sore~” you grit your teeth at the stinging pain. “I’m sorry. Here,” His hand comes back from your cunt shiny and wet. “Put your arm behind my neck.” You do as you're told and he lifts your thigh up. He guides his cock back inside you and slowly thrusts. Then, he grabs the breast closer to him, rolling the nipple between his fingers like usual, sucking it up into his mouth. His cute bunny teeth tug on it while he suckles.

He keeps you like that for another minute before his hand wraps around your throat and he fucks into you again until he cums. This time, the ribbons land on your tummy. Cheeky Binnie collects the cream on his two middle fingers. “Open your mouth~” he demands calmly. You open your mouth and take his fingers in, immediately tasting his cum on your tongue. You swallow and suck them clean, only letting them go when you’re sure you got all of it. “Good?” he asks. You nod your head. “Good.” He smiles softly and sighs. The two of you rest for a few more seconds before he gets up fully this time. “I’m gonna go-” he stops and motorboats your cunt one last time, licking you from around his mouth. “-start the shower. Let's go out for brunch. Hm?” You stop biting your lip to grin. “Yeah! I want strawberries and cream on waffles.” you giggle excitedly. “I could eat your your strawberries and cream all day if you let me~” He smiles and kisses you, then hops off the bed like he didn’t just say some really unhinged shit. “Sicko.”

You take a deep breath and roll over onto your stomach, laying in your naked filth. You can’t stop your fluffed up tail from wagging and don’t plan on trying. Your heart is full and your doe-hood is even fuller. This is better than being on cloud nine. This is what it’s like to be in love and be wanted. And now he wants you to have his kits. You feel more than happy to start a family with him. Although, the memory of him saying he wanted to wait until marriage to have kits with you is in the back of your mind. You don’t know it but he’s planning something. His pleas to get you pregnant this morning weren’t just lust-filled fantasy. Not just empty promises. Something big is coming for you. You just have to wait and see. You’re gonna forever be happy and in love, making love forever.

Just like bunnies.

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A/N: Hello! I really hope you enjoyed reading this work! This is probably the fastest project I’ve done in a minute but it’s because I was so sure of myself making it. I still did some procrastination and had some doubts but in the end, I was successful in my endeavor. I completely understand if you’re not a fan of my sexual writing style. I’ve been reading smut for years now but I’m still figuring out my writing style with it. Right now, I’m in an era where I’m trying to write it as realistically and relatable as I can. Unfortunately, I fear it’s coming out more like p0rn. But if y’all are okay with it, I’m okay with it!

Also, I really hope that you, especially if you’re a Seolar, like how I tried to portray Changbin’s character close to his real personality. I love Changbin and as someone with him as their ult bias, it is important to me that Changbin is given the respect he deserves. Now, I know Changbin’s representative character is a Dwaekki. To be honest, I wasn’t confident in how to write a hybrid version of one since he’s not a real animal. Sorry! Same thing goes for Han, I know he’s a Quokka but I don’t know much about them other than them being cute so I picked a hamster for his hybrid. Don’t you think he’d be so cute with hamster ears? 🥺 I do. Anyways!

P.S. If you’re really invested in this story like I am, I will be writing an actual series inspired by this work. The series will have an OC instead of being an x reader and will include all the members of Skz. I know some people don’t like OC fics and that’s okay. I’m just thankful for you taking the time to read this little story. For those of you that are interested, please join me as we expand on this super fun alternate universe.

Thanks for reading! ✨

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[pretty-blkgirl]

hi!

may you do a fluffy seungmin x black reader? maybe the reader experiences hate from seungmin's fans and seungmin shows her that he loves her regardless of what's being said?

it's all up to you ofc! ok bye ~ <3

Let Me Help You

//fem!black reader x idol!Seungmin//

Synopsis: After experiencing excruciating hate from his fans, you try to leave your boyfriend

Genre; angst, eventual fluff

Warnings: racism is a heavy theme in this story, reader is described as fem

A/N; Thank you so much for the request ❤️❤️ As you can see, the story is a bit lengthy since this topic is something I’m passionate about. There aren’t any explicit instances of racism present (such as the use of slurs) but it is heavily implied.

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“Y/N?” You hear from behind you, making you jump slightly. You immediately looked back to see your loving boyfriend staring at you with pure disbelief in his eyes.

The look on his face alone makes you want to run into his arms and kiss all his pain away. The pain and confusion you caused.

You were in the bedroom you two once shared, gathering the last of your things and returning a necklace Seungmin had given you. Since he was so busy at work, it was easy to dodge him and move out of the apartment without any problems.

Your original plan was to leave the apartment without a trace. Block him, and all his family and friends, never looking back.

However, you know he deserved more than that. You two’s relationship was perfect.

Well, near perfect.

You and Seungmin were beyond compatible. You loved the same shows, food, and artists, and it helps that you were familiar with the music industry so you two connected on another level.

The company was aware of the crush you two had on one another in the beginning, so they asked Seungmin ahead of time to try his best to hide the impending relationship.

He truly did do his best to hide you, not that he wanted to. He would have preferred to show you off to the world, and let everyone know he was in a relationship with the most beautiful, caring, talented, and loving woman in the world.

However, both of you knew that he needed to seem “available” as an idol. The fans needed to believe they had a chance with him, and them finding out about you wouldn’t be good for anyone.

It was a bit more tricky as well, considering the obvious difference between you two. Neither you nor Seungmin had a racial preference when it came to dating, so you being Black and him being Asian was rarely a situation you two cared about.

To be honest, who cares about the difference in race? It was never a big deal, all his family and friends absolutely loved you, and the company even took a liking to you.

The moral of the story is, it never mattered that you two were in an interracial relationship…until it did.

Being Black in Korea was an…interesting experience. The majority of your age group and younger exhibited great openness and compassion towards everyone. But there were still some ignorant people, and those people made sure to show themselves to you.

One day, an older man caught you and Seungmin leaving a restaurant late at night. He cursed at you, insulting you and calling you names you’d never repeat.

Seungmin defended you, but the man’s outburst caught the attention of a group of teenagers who recorded the interaction.

They posted it, and it went viral quickly. Sharp-eyed fans immediately recognized the masked man’s voice and eyes. They knew it was Seungmin, then everyone knew he had a partner.

Many people supported you and your man, even other celebrities came out in support, but a large number of nonblack fans came out and started to give you hell.

They sent trucks to the company, demanding the idol break up with you. They trended tags on Twitter, they spammed Bubble with pleas for you two to break up.

Seungmin and the company both put out a statement, but the hate continued to get worse.

His members began to speak in defense of you, and you noticed paparazzi stalking outside your job.

The death threats didn't take long to start, and then the shameless TikTok videos claiming you’re only “ruining his career” and “destroying his purity” came in dozens.

Again, there was still an outpour of support, but the blatant racism you were shown was so too much to handle.

Being Black, you unfortunately experienced at least a little bit of ignorance, prejudice, or racism wherever you went. You were beyond proud of your race though, making sure everyone could feel the confidence and pride exuding off you wherever you went.

You were never ashamed of your race, you would never allow someone to make you feel bad about who you were. To you, you were beyond blessed to have such beautiful brown skin, but it did hurt to know that people hated your guts just because of your skin color.

The fans were ruthless, and you tried to stay away from the hate, but your curiosity got the best of you.

Long story short, you spent 3 hours reading about how Seungmin could do better and how his reputation is being ruined. By the 4th hour, you had started packing your stuff.

You loved Seungmin more than anything, but you started to feel like you were ruining his career. He was almost put on hiatus when the news broke, and he was so miserable. You watched as he cried on the phone with the higher-ups, and you couldn’t stand the fact that it was all your fault.

You managed to pack the majority of your things in a few hours, mostly because you didn’t have much to begin with. Running off of pure adrenaline and sadness, you left for a hotel and ignored the eventual calls that came later in the night.

You stayed away for three days and planned to come back to the apartment to get the rest of your stuff while Seungmin was supposed to be recording a music video.

Unfortunately, he played sick and was able to leave the shoot early. Something in his gut told him you’d be back at the apartment, and he was right.

“I’m sorry,” You said, staring down at the floor

“Can we talk?”

“I just came to get the rest of my things”

He sighed, “Please baby, this can’t be the end of us”

“I’m not good for you”

“Don’t you ever say something so stupid again”

Against your better judgment, you looked up at him. He was so hurt, but still managed to put a little smile on his face.

Your knees felt weak

“Why’d you leave?” He questioned

“You know why”

“Maybe” He nods, “But I wanna hear you say it”

A few seconds of silence made the atmosphere more tense than it already was.

“I’m ruining your career” You whisper

“No, you’re not”

“I am, and I don’t want your dream to be ruined all because your fans don’t like me-”

“Y/n” He interrupted, “Fuck my dream. Do you think I’ll put a career over you? I’ll leave all of this bullshit behind if it means you’ll come back home”

“I don’t want you to give up on your career!”

“And I don’t wanna lose you, so what now?” He crossed his arms, and you hate that you found him so sexy at that moment

“Please just let me leave. This has gotten so out of control”

“Baby I understand that this is overwhelming. I promise you I do, but I swear I’m doing everything in my power to ensure all those people who've been harassing you will face consequences. I promise you I’m gonna fix it”

“You can’t get all of them”

“But I can try” He shrugs

He walked over to you, silently asking to touch you. Again, against your better judgment, you look into his eyes and allow him to hug you.

“Please don’t let ignorant pieces of shit destroy our relationship. I know the hate is getting to you, but let me help you through it, let me at least try to”

You knew you were going to say yes. Both guilt and unmeasurable love filled your chest and he rocked you side to side.

“I’ll put out another statement, and I’ll go live. I’ll make sure those motherfuckers know that I’ll do anything to protect you.”

He lets you go a little to pull back and look at you, “Plus, there are still millions of people who support us.”

“I know,” You say

“So let's focus on positivity? Or maybe we can delete social media for a while? I’ll delete mine too. If you don’t wanna come home for a bit, I’ll have the company set you up with an apartment. We’ll also look for a therapist, okay?”

You nod, and mutter a small “Okay baby”

You two hug for a while, knowing you guys won’t ever let some stupid people keep you away from each other again.

[smoothiejay1306]

My favorite playlist ~ S.C.B

MDNI +18

Warnings — idol!boyfriend!Changbin x blackfemale!reader, pet names (baby, binnie, babe) nasty oral (f. receiving), reader has a wap, multiple orgasms, little bit of fluff.

Word count — 1722

Music sounded out in the background through a speaker. Changbin had walked into their bedroom to his girlfriend listening to a playlist that included only her favorite love songs ever, while cleaning her closet, her favorite pink bonnet covering her curly hair. That just had to be a sign.

She smiled at him as soon as she spotted him and before she even had a chance to greet him properly, his lips were on hers.

Currently, 'For certain' by PARTYNEXTDOOR played between the four walls, but, truthfully, the couple wasn't paying attention to it. Not when his face was buried in her soaked pussy.

Y/N tried her best to stay still as her man practically devoured her, however, Changbin was relentless. He had been wanting her since he first woke up, so as soon as he got back from the studio, he knew what he had to do.

So, that's how she ended up on their bed, spread open for him as he gripped her thighs in his hands.

"B-BABY, PLEASE!" She begged him, but really didn't know why. Y/N knew he wasn't going to stop until he felt like he had had enough of her.

He had been going at her for maybe a little under five minutes at that point. And though he hadn't made her cum yet, she was right on the edge of her release. 

One of her hands gripped onto his soft dark hair, while the other played with her tits. Her head was thrown back, but she would occasionally lift it to look down at him while Changbin made a feast out of her.

He would slurp all her juices into his mouth before letting them drip back onto her heat and then continuing the assault with his tongue. And, really, Y/N thought he was trying to end her life at that moment.

She couldn't hold back her sounds of pleasure. Her moans rang in his ears and just motivated him to continue. He was so focused on making her cum and when he was able to read the signs that it was happening soon, he went insane.

He rapidly flicked his tongue against her clit and then ran it up and down her slit before attaching his lips to her bundle of nerves that he suckled into his mouth. His strong hands played with the skin of her legs and she could so clearly hear him drinking down her essence as it came out of her, even over the beautiful voice of Summer Walker.

Changbin couldn't stop himself. She just smelled so good and tasted even better, he couldn't get enough of her. The rapper was utterly obsessed with this woman.

And the feeling was more than mutual. She had known it for quite some time. I mean, how could she not? All it took was a shy smile from him and she would lose all reasoning. She just loved him so much.

Changbin hummed into her pussy and that was all it took for her to climax. The girl trembled under his hold as she screamed out his name while grinding her heat into his face. And Changbin welcomed it, flattening his tongue out and allowing her to move on her own as her orgasm finally came to life.

He made sure to keep his eyes on her for as long as he could. There was no way he was going to miss the look on her face when he made her cum. The way her brown eyes rolled back as she threw her head back. He just loved the sight.

'Power Trip' by J. Cole and Miguel suddenly became clear in her ears again and Y/N released a heavy sigh as if she had been holding her breath for a long time.

When she came down, her hips stopped on their own and she tried her best to calm her rapidly beating heart.

Her climax didn't stop Changbin from touching her, however. He massaged the flesh of her inner thighs while laying soft kisses on her pulsating clit.

"O-Okay, Binnie… Okay…" She panted as she tried to move up on the bed. She just needed him to let her breathe. She had already finished. What else could he possibly want from her?

Changbin furrowed his eyebrows when he noticed she was trying to scoot away from him, so he pulled her back to where she initially was, causing a gasp to leave her lips.

"Did I tell you you could move?" He gritted through his teeth, staring her in the eyes, but he wasn't looking for an answer from her. "You know I hate being interrupted while I'm eating."

And with that, he got back to work, his tongue separating her folds to find her sensitive spot again — the little ball of nerves that had her brain melting. He made sure to pay extra attention to it.

"F-FUCK!" She cried out at the sensation, as SZA's beautiful voice was heard in the background of Y/N´s sounds of absolute pleasure.

At that point, Y/N could feel her juices leaking down in between her buttcheeks. His tongue continued to lap at her as she soaked the bed under her. Changbin was trying his best to restrain her but she just couldn't stay still. 

Changbin's hands gripped the back of her knees and pushed her legs up until her calves were next to her ears. He kneeled on the bed and began moving his head from side to side.

She played with her breasts while moans continued to spill out of her mouth and her man hummed into her, delighted with her taste.

He was unstoppable. All that was going through his mind was to make her cum again. Changbin absolutely loved the way she whimpered for him every time. How she barely managed to hold herself together as he continued to bring her closer and closer to her desired release. Her cries harmonized with the sounds of 'Damage' by H.E.R..

He groaned when she gripped his hair in desperation. Y/N just needed something — anything — to hold on to as her boyfriend tried his best to kill her. Well at least that's what she thought he was doing.

The sounds he made when he slurped her up were the definition of ungodly.

He hummed along to the tune of 'Always' by Daniel Caesar before pulling away for a brief second. He heard her let out a loud sigh of release, thinking he was finally done. When she went to close her legs again, the look in his eyes completely erased that thought from her mind. Y/N knew he wasn't finished with her.

"You see this shit, Y/N?" He asked, running two fingers up and down her drenched slit. "This pussy will end me one day." Changbin continued with a shake of his head.

"I love it so much, baby." He mumbled into her pussy. "So good." He finished before going back to drinking her down like she was the source of life itself.

His hands that had been running up and down her legs in a soothing manner moved to grip her booty. He smacked it with both hands before jiggling it.

"Baby, it's so good." She moaned, following it with a gasp when he sucked her clit back into his mouth. 

Her back arched off the bed and she just knew she was about to cum again. Especially with how unforgiving he was in his actions. The man acted like he had been starved for the last week. His head moved up and down, making sure to lap at every single drop coming out of her.

"FUCK, I'm gonna c-cum!" She moaned, now holding onto the back of her knees and spreading her legs for him.

Her eyes were stuck on him. Y/N watched intently as her boyfriend ate her out. She couldn't look away as he worked her with so much passion it seemed as if he was chasing his own orgasm.

"Gimme that shit, babe." He demanded. After working so hard, Changbin just thought he deserved it so bad to see her unraveling for him one more time.

"Baby, p-please…" She begged, but her pleas were falling into deaf ears. Bin had blocked everything out as he focused only on bringing her to completion.

The pressure inside her became too much and Y/N could feel the pit of her stomach burning with the sweet pleasure she had become accustomed to in the hands of the rapper.

"OH MY GOD!" She sobbed as it finally became too much.

Her toes curled as she threw her head back against the bed, all while moaning the name of the man who had worked so hard for her release. Her hands went back to grip at his hair as she cried out for him. 

Changbin let go of her and allowed her to grind her pussy against his face as she prolonged her orgasm. Her breathing was out of control and Y/N felt like she was about to lose her shit.

When she finally managed to calm down, he pulled away and made his way up the bed to hover over her body, arms on either side of her head as he watched her settle down after such an intense orgasm.

His lower face was soaking wet, but he made no efforts to clean it up. Changbin leaned down to kiss her again and her arms immediately wrapped around his neck, fingers running through his soft hair while she reciprocated the kiss. A hum leaving her lips when she tasted herself on him. Smooth legs locking him in place when she closed them around his waist.

Even though she had just orgasmed twice, Y/N wanted that man so bad. She started grinding on his covered bulge that was definitely begging for her attention as 'Blue Dream' by Jhené Aiko played in the background.

She pulled away from his swollen lips panting, hands still in his hair.

"Hi." He spoke softly, just looking at her. He could never get tired of seeing her beautiful face.

"Hi." She responded, using the same tone.

They were so in love it was actually sickening.

She looked him in the eyes and they both knew they weren't done for the night.

"I need you to take your clothes off, Binnie."

[multifandomslxt]

I have a Bang Chan video that I’d like to share with y’all today…

I’m just in shock rn

What do you even know about that sir???

All I wanna know is why…

WHY WOULD HE DO THIS TO MEE

You want my what wrapped around your what???

[huunni]

★ — “ DOES THIS OUTFIT MAKE ME LOOK FAT? ”

who dis? stray kids, ot8

huunni drops → cussin, 🎲 jokes, reader gets called fat a few times but it's all jokes, WHAT ELSE I MISS?

[softestwhisp]

Changbin birthday post

Warning: angst

I might make a part 2 to this, but idk let me know if that's something yall are interested in

[tttt06]

The Apocalypse

Warnings! Gore, zombies, probably some angst if ya squint, size kink, death, apocalypse. Nobody dies, and it's still unserious.

Past K-pop Idol x International Black reader

Synonpsis~ A world where zombies made a sudden outbreak. You were only a fashion assistant. How the fuck were you going to survive. Well, 8 men pulled you into this large building. It had food, water, and people. With the help of Chan and Felix translating and Minho helping with your Korean, you muster up a relationship. One cuts deep with the buff Australian.

Word Count~ 7.2k

It wasn't supposed to happen like this. I mean, I had plans for the future. I wanted kids and a husband, preferably buff. One minute, I'm running from zombies, and the next, eight Korean men are shoving me into a building.

The sound of helicopters filled the silence. I hadn't spoken since everyone was speaking in a foreign language. I wasn't from here. I was a fashion assistant on a trip with my boss friend. 

Now I'm in a building I don't recognize with 8 strangers.

It was cold, probably from the winter snow. They were watching the TV, inspecting the newscaster's words, hanging onto every word. I was shaking in the corner, and not from the cold. 

Surprisingly, the building was still up and running. The place was toasty.

I was shaking because I was terrified. 

"You okay? No bites?" I looked to see who it was. I was flummoxed by his accent.

"Yeah, no bites." He smiled, "This was not how I was expecting my day to go." I sighed, sinking more comfortably into the wall. "You think this is forever, or maybe it's The Walking Dead." The buff man shook his head. "Nah, no way. I give it a week." 

Well, that week fucking passed, and we were still trapped in this damn building. The TV wasn't working. Providentially, there were a lot of wireless chargers. We were able to charge our phones. It wasn't hard to notice how people were posting less and less every day.

"Kai cenat still streaming." Felix scooted over to look. "No way." I laughed, watching as Kai talked screamed to the screen. Hyunjin was trying to savor his battery by opting to paint. At this point, I knew the boys well. I knew they were Idols, and they knew who I was as well. 

I had become the closest with Chan only because of how much English he could speak. Here and there, conversations would start between Seungmin, Hyunjin, and Changbin... but never with the others. Chan confessed, "We're gonna run out of Buldak soon. We don't have canned food here." I said, terrified, "You think... we'd have to go out there?" Chan shook his head, "We'll go out there. Not you." I worriedly confessed, "But I don't want you guys to get hurt out there." Hyunjin turned from his canvas to listen to us. Jeongin said, "If you go out there, I'm coming with you." 

I couldn't believe it. These bitches were finna risk their lives for some food. Sure, the convenience store was a two-minute walk, but they shouldn't leave out. 

We weren't the only 9 here either. There were staff members. Some went missing. They left for the same mission and never came back. 

Han was making it his mission to learn about what was happening outside, but the media knew as much as we did. Which was nothing.

We treated it like zombies. If we got bit, we'd die. I'm terrified of what would happen. Hyunjin broke my deep monologue, and Chan led by saying, "Let's just go. Grab some weapons and get there while we still can." Chan asked, "Who's going, who's staying?" I looked at everyone. Han stood, I.N. stood, and nobody else did. "Okay, Y/N, kids, hold down the fort, yeah?" 

This is stupid. What I'm about to do is really dumb, but I have to.

"Wait," I uttered hesitantly. "Yeah?" Chan asked. I took a deep breath, "I'll come with you." Minho stood up and grabbed my arm. He shook his head, "Don't." He selectively chose his words. "I have to. I need to." Minho didn't let up, "You will die." I nodded, "I won't." 

He knew I was not only lying to him but to myself. Shaking my head yes while saying no is a huge giveaway already. If that wasn't enough, I was trembling in his grasp.

Chan commanded, "Alright, grab some weapons." I looked toward the wooden railing. I gripped the top of the railing and pulled it off. Chan added, "You're a strong girl." I laughed at his playful tone and lifted it over my back. "I'm ready to get Zombie guts all over me." 

I hopped over the fence as we went to the convenience store. Chan was carefully looking out as Han jogged behind me. 

Jeongin smashed a zombie's head in. The brain matter got on my shoe. 

Fuck, now's not a good time to admit I pass out when I see too much blood. 

The sky was orange. It had been for a month now. The air was so still that it felt like the earth stopped spinning.

I bit my lip as I continued to look around, "Hey, isn't that the convenience store right there?" Chan looked over to where I pointed. 

"It is. Let's go." Han ran to the store and opened it. He let out a long breath. The store was empty.

Chan said, "C'mon guys. Grab everything and go. Also, do not leave until we're all ready. The added weight is gonna slow us down."

I nodded and walked over to the snack aisle. I slid every snack into the big duffle bag. My phone's flashlight stayed bright as I searched for more food.

I brought my hand to the back and felt someone grab my hand on the other side. 

My heart quickened as I screamed. "AH!" The hand let go, and I peeped through to see Jeongin. "Sorry, Noona." I smiled and waved it off. 

"It's okay." I continued to look around to no avail. I announced, "I'll look in the back to see if I can find anything." They waved me off, and I jogged to the door.

I quickly learned the door was locked when I jumped behind the counter. I slammed my body into the door, leaving the door to burst open. 

I moved my flashlight around and saw the piles of boxes. "Yes!" I bumped into something and felt a yank in my hair.

I screamed as I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. It felt like I got bit by a dog. I whimpered from the pain, and I saw the boys running in. 

The zombie fell to the ground, and Chan's eyes scanned my body. Han said, "SHIT! SHE'S BIT!" Chan ran to me and grabbed me bridal style. "We need to take her back now!" 

They ran back to the company. Chan carried me like it was nothing while the boys stayed on defense. The streets were empty. 

There were maybe one or two zombies strolling around the streets.

When we entered the building, I saw Minho's eyes go wide. Now that I could see how much was on my shoulder, I panicked.

"Oh my god! There's so much blood! Am I gonna be okay?!" Chan looked at me, "You'll be okay! Don't worry. Minju will help you." 

I looked as the staff member ran to us. I felt myself starting to get dizzy as the blood dripped off my shoulder. 

"I feel like I'm about to pass out." Chan sat me down on the couch, "I'll get you some water." I nodded absentmindedly. 

The woozy feeling only developed more. And as the seconds passed, I passed out. 

When I woke up, I was in bed, and a bandage was wrapped around my shoulder. I lifted myself up to see Minho carefully observing me. He was making sure I wasn't still feeling dizzy.

"Are you okay?" I nodded, "I pass out when I see blood. Wait... Am I okay? I feel fine." 

Chan opened the door to see me up. He ran over and hugged me tightly, "Oh my god, you're finally awake!" I hugged him back confusedly, "Well, how long was I out for." 

Chan said, "Two days." Minho called out, "Y/N's AWAKE!" 

I watched as everyone bustled into the room. Felix was quick to give me a hug. Changbin held my hand as the other boys stared. 

"I'm alive. How am I alive?" Seungmin explained, "Well, Minju thinks the zombie bites aren't spread through bites. It could be airborne... meaning, we're all going to die anyway." 

I looked around at everyone, "Wait, what?" 

I looked at them all, "We're gonna die?" Hyunjin's face turned solemn, "At least we're together, right?" 

I nodded sadly.

Once everyone walked out, Chan was still there with me.

"I was so scared when you got bit. You don't understand what I was willing to do for you." I smiled lightly, "Channie..." 

He grabbed my hands in his big palms, "Which is why..."

I listened to him, "I think you should cut your hair... I mean-"

"Chan... I can't do that."

He looked surprised that I said that, "Why? What's wrong?" I shook my head, "Chan, my hair isn't like yours. It won't just grow back in a couple of months. This takes years. It's not all my hair, but I can't do that."

His smile looked pained, "Please? You're already injured because I let you come with me." I shook my head, "No, I'm injured because I wasn't paying attention. Don't blame yourself. The bite will heal."

He sighed, "I- uh... at least think about it?" 

I smiled, "Maybe."

A couple days passed. We were already getting nearer to the end of the December month. 

We learned some things about Zombies. They don't pay attention to humans unless provoked, fight each other, and aren't hungry. 

So, we have nothing to fight. Once we discovered that about them, the team became more relaxed. But they led us to more questions. Where have the rest of the staff and such gone?

"Big confession." I looked at Felix's round eyes as he spoke, "I'm the one who clogged the toilet." Chan slapped his shoulder, "Ew, mate. Fucking shit." I laughed at his accent and mimicked, "Fucking shit mate." Seungmin added, "Speaking of shit, the toilet?!" Lixie pouted apologetically. His freckles were frowning with him. 

Chan called to me, "Y/N-innie. I need you over here." Chan was the group's leader, and apparently, he had the best means of survival skills.

I looked at him and smoothly walked over. He pushed a braid behind my ear. "Have you thought about what I said?" "No, I didn't. My hair is sacred to me." He half smiled, and that dimple popped out. "You have beautiful hair, but I'm just trying to keep you safe. It's so easy to grab... what if..." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I closed the gap and took his thick, pale hands into mine. 

"I'll be okay." Though the Zombies didn't attack often, when they did, it would cause a herd. 

Chan looked at me like I was crazy. "You make my anxiety go up. So stubborn." He whispered that last bit. He looked into my eyes. They made me feel so safe and seen. He looked like he was telling me something in his head over and over. 

"Back to this. So I found a second generator in the basement of the building so we can get working showers again." I cheered, "I was getting tired of the B.O." He smiled, "I wanted you to come with me." I raised an eyebrow, "Why?" He shrugged, "We have the best chemistry together." 

I laughed, "What the hell? Or are we the ones that have begged the most for the shower?" He rolled his eyes, "That too." I giggled, and he just stared at me. 

His eyes went soft as I laughed. "I'm glad I can still make you laugh in a time like this." I tilted my head, "You always make me laugh." 

He motioned, "Let's go tell the boys what we're doing, and we're out." 

I gripped the flashlight as we traveled deeper into the lower levels. Chan had attempted to make conversation but could tell I wasn't feeling it.

That was until he asked me, "How does it feel? To have lived before this and for it all to be for nothing?" I stopped and looked at him, "Where is this coming from?" 

His face had an unreadable expression. He sighed and looked at the ground. "I feel like I failed at protecting my fans." I patted his back, "Ah, that's not your fault." Chan shrugged, "My fans are out there lost and walking alone. It's been close to a month of us dealing with 'zombies.' How are we supposed to get back into making music." I looked at him.

Wow, he must've been really contemplating this for a while.

"I think it feels horrible. I had my dream job that I worked years to get, only for my boss to be (I assume) dead. I think my family is gone, my clothes are probably being worn by another surviving family, and the world is all in one big shit hole. So I get the feeling." 

He smiled, "I'm glad you relate to me a little bit." I added, "I will never understand the feeling of having fans, but I think it's similar to having people back home rooting for you. And in a sense, I feel like I sorta let them down." 

Chan wiped his eyes. "You crying?" He shook his head, "No, the dust is just gnarly down here." I kissed his cheek. He froze like a statue. His ears were the brightest red I've ever seen. 

"C'mon." 

When we came back, the water was on. Chan had been silent the rest of the night. 

I guess I really messed with him when I kissed him on the cheek. 

I again was sitting in the main lounge area. Seungmin was the first to turn in. 

I had gone to bed also. 

Ever since that day with the bite, I've been getting nightmares.

I woke up in a cold sweat and looked around. My heart was beating so fast, I felt so scared. 

I felt like zombies were gonna come and get me.

I walked out of my room and into the dining area. There, Chan was on his laptop. He looked up in surprise. "Hey?" He smiled, "What are you doing up?" 

I shrugged, "Couldn't sleep." He smiled, and I asked, "Well, what about you? Why are you up?" "Well, this inspired something in me. I've been saving battery on my laptop to make one last song."

He grabbed my hand, "You hungry?" I shook my head, "I feel like I could throw up." He furrowed his eyebrows. Chan placed the rear of his hand on my forehead to check my temperature. 

"Ah, you sick? From the bite?!" I laughed, "Nah, just sweaty... I guess." 

He said obviously, "You're not sweating." I rolled my eyes, "Okay, I feel hot." 

He sighed, "Nightmares?" I blinked, shocked. He just read me like an open book. 

He said, "The last couple of days, you've been sluggish, Y/N. You haven't been sleeping well, and you won't eat. Minju said you were fine... but I think that night fucked you up more than you're letting on."

My lips went to a thin line, and he glanced at my dimple. I didn't miss the look of affection on his face. 

"What's really going on Y/N?" I shook my head, "I saw someone get shot as a kid, and I had night terrors. When I see blood, I panic and pass out... I've been having worse night terrors now."

His eyes scanned mine as his hold on my hand got tighter, "Don't make this weird, but do you wanna sleep in my room with me?" I only blinked.

I got that from Minho.

He smiled, "Don't leave my question hanging."

I smiled, "If you're okay with my sweating up your bed." His smirk sent heat down my stomach. "Oh, you don't know what I'd let you do in my bed."

I smacked his shoulder, "Chan!" He started laughing, and I got up. "C'mon." He smiled and walked me to his room. He looked me over, "You sleep in those clothes? Those are jeans." I laughed, "I don't have pajamas..." 

He went to the pile of folded clothes in the corner and passed me a T-shirt and sweatpants. I laughed, "The shirt is enough, Chan." 

His eye showed a glint of something unreadable.

I said, "Turn around." He did me one better and walked out of the room. He whispered, "Knock when you're ready for me to come in."

I changed and ran to the door to knock on it. Chan opened it and looked me over. His ears were turning bright red. "Okay, get in the bed. I'll sleep on the floor." 

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Fuck no! What if there's a zombie under the bed, and it eats you?!" He waddled over me and hugged my waist. 

He pushed me to the bed and said, "I'll survive." I bit my lip. I liked the way he manhandled me. 

"Channie, I'm serious. Sleep with me. I need you to hold me." His eyes widened, "You...need... me?" I nodded, "C'mere." He nodded absentmindedly. He let me drag him to the bed. 

He plopped down, and I laid my head on his chest. 

"Night Y/N-innie."

"goodnight Channie."

When I woke up, he was gone. I searched for him, only to find Minho and Hyunjin. 

"Uh, where's Chan?" Minho looked me up and down. Hyunjin was staring. 

"What are you two looking at?" Hyunjin teased, "What'd you two do last night? You have his clothes on." I looked down and pulled on the corner of his long T-shirt. "I was tired of wearing jeans to sleep." 

Changbin walked in loud as ever, "Did somebody say new jeans?!" His voice boomed in the hallways as he came back with food.

Jeongin placed down a huge box, "We went on a food run. Also, got your pads, Y/N." He tossed the pads, and I squealed, "Yay!"

Jeongin continued, "We have something to show you." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"What? What's the problem?" I entered the front lobby and watched the older guy in a torn-up suit stand beside Chan. "We found him on the street running from a herd of zombies."

I quirked an eyebrow, "So, who is he?" 

I looked over the man again. I have never seen him a day in my life. He said in Korean, "I'm a scientist. I got kicked out of the government facility because I did illegal testing on the zombies. I was trying to help."

I blinked, "So, what? You know the cure?" He laughed, "No, not at all. This big guy over here kidnapped me." He aggressively patted Chan. My eyes followed Chan, "What are you planning on doing to him?" 

Chan let him go, "I want him to save the world... using you." 

The scientist guy settled in rather quickly. Too quick for my liking. He was only here for thirty minutes, and that nerd was already munching on our snacks. 

I asked, "Do you know how this happened?" 

The scientist said, "Yes. There was a meteor we'd been tracking because it threatened to hit the Earth. It hit the Earth and spread a gas that affected the human brain. This resulted in non-threatening zombies. Ones we can cure with the right stuff."

I asked, "Well, what's a possible cure?" He sighed, "Perhaps someone with an immunity. I do have to say, you do realize that only some Asian countries are having this problem, right? The states, Canada...et cetera, are all okay." Chan blurted, "Australia?"

The man said, "The zombies couldn't survive there. They died the same day." Chan looked relieved. 

I asked, "I got bitten... does that mean anything?" He said, "Yes, well.... maybe. The chemical isn't in the air anymore. I know new soldiers went to the rock and returned fine. So, we've either started building an immunity, or the chemical has become dormant. I can certainly run a test and see what's happening in you." 

Chan's hand went to my shoulder, "She's gonna be okay? We're all gonna be okay?" He nodded, "We just need a cure." Everyone looked so relieved.

I walked to my room. I needed time to myself. It was so much. We were gonna be okay, but to what extent. I would never see Chan again, or Lixie, or any of the boys. 

I sighed as I curled up in my bed. The knock on my door echoed through the room, "Come in." I knew who he was by his footsteps. 

Chan sat on the corner of the bed and asked, "When'd you get so good at Korean?" I said, "Minho had been teaching me." 

He let out a light laugh and got up. He went to the side of the bed I was facing and squatted close to my face. 

He whispered, "You doing okay?" I nodded. My fist wrapped up in the covers. Chan said, "You sure? It looks like something else is on your mind." 

I sat up, "I'm trying to understand myself." His eyes followed my movement. I looked at him, and that spark in my eyes answered the inner questions.

I like him.... more than a friend should.

Chan smiled, "We're gonna be okay. Focus on the good for now."

Before he walked out, he added, "Question, you sleeping in my room tonight?" 

My eyes widened, "You're okay with me doing that?" He smiled, "I'll happily let you sleep next to me for as long as you'd like." I smiled, "Yeah, I'll turn in soon."

It wasn't soon. I was too nervous to enter Chan's room. Now that I know how I feel about him, I felt like I was taking advantage of him. 

I bit my lip as I crept into his room. He was sound asleep. I lifted the covers, and he stirred awake. "Sorry." He smiled, "Finally, you're here." He scooped me up and little spooned me. 

His hands were careful where to touch. I closed my eyes in agony. I was horny now. The way he was touching me felt so good. His hands rubbed small circles on my womb.

I scooted my hips into his crotch, and I felt him harden quickly. His hands jerked to my hips and kept them still.

I turned around and stared at him. I could see the hunger in his eyes now. I leaned in and kissed him. His lip bit my bottom lip, and the next thing you know, his tongue was in my mouth.

He explored my mouth with his wet tongue. He pulled away to get some air.

He pulled me close and started ripping his own shirt off my body. 

He sucked my chest, making me give him a moan. He flipped us over as he towered over me.

He took off his shirt, revealing the carefully sculpted abs. I whimpered when I saw it. He dove down to give me another passionate kiss.

I was happily okay with the passion. When Chan pulled away again, he hesitated. He looked down at his hands and then at me. 

"What's wrong?" He got off me, "I- maybe we shouldn't do this." I furrowed my eyebrows to reach for him, "What? Why?" I reached out to him, but he flinched away.

My eyes lingered on his arm. "You don't like me?" He laughed, defeated, "Of course I do. I just... I can't." I was so confused. I liked him a lot, and now he was rejecting me.

I got up, "Fine," and I left. The tears streamed from my eyes as I ran to my room. I met with Hyunjin and Felix in the lobby. 

"Yah! What's wrong?" I shook my head, and Felix ran over and hugged me. "Why are you crying? What happened to your shirt? Did something happen?!" 

"Chan he- he..." Hyunjin's eyes widened, "He what?!" 

Felix looked in disbelief. I started to realize how this looked, and I calmed down. "No! I was sleeping in Chan's bed, and we started making out, but then he told me he couldn't go any further. I don't know if I did something wrong or if he hates me..." 

Hyunjin took a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "So it was consensual." I nodded, "YES!" 

Hyunjin hugged me tightly. Felix sat, "Why were you in his room in the first place?" I pouted, "I was having night terrors." 

Felix sighed. I continued, "But Chan invited me to sleep with him. I really like him, so why would he do this?"

Hyunjin joked, "Probably because he hasn't gotten any in a while and is rusty," I laughed. Hyunjin continued, "You wanna sleep with one of us tonight? So you don't have night terrors." 

I nodded, "Who do you pick then?" I smiled, "Hyunjin tonight and Felix tomorrow!" Hyunjin grabbed my hand gently and swung it between us. I giggled, "See you tomorrow, Lixie!" Hyunjin and I skipped to his room. He took another look at me, "You wanna wear my shirt to sleep? It's not ripped up, and it'll be longer than the one you're wearing." I looked down at my ripped shirt, showing my bra.

I covered it quickly, "Sorry, you were in such a panic earlier I didn't want to tell you." I ran to his mini closet and looked for something to wear. "Ou, a Jersey. Oh my god, is this Versace?!" I pulled out the shirt, and he laughed. "You stop it. Now, put on any shirt you want and go to sleep." 

I threw on a random graphic-T and got in his bed. Hyunjin had made his way to the floor, and I scooted to the edge of the bed. "Do you have to sleep on the floor?" 

He smiled, "This is a... uhm... what's the word when friends sleep at each other's house?" I smiled, "A sleepover?" He smiled, "Yes! This is a sleepover."

I laughed and cuddled more into the bed. "Do you think I have a chance with Chan?" His hand reached for the ceiling and stayed there. He stared at his fingers as he thought.

"Chan has stuff going on, y'know? He always does. Maybe you would if he allows himself to love people again." 

I said mindlessly, "What, he dated a gold digger once?" He lifted up and stared at me in shock. "Yeah! How'd you know?" I laughed, "Just a guess."

Hyunjin said, "He loved that girl. We thought of her as a family. We found out she was transferring money to her accounts and planning on leaving. On top of that, she had a boyfriend too." 

I shook my head in disbelief, "Wow, she's horrible." He nodded, "Yeah, she was." 

I raised an eyebrow, "Was? Nah, she still is." Hyunjin shook his head, "Nope, was. Her boyfriend killed her." My mouth dropped open. "You're fucking lying." 

He nodded. "Chan still loved the girl, so... it probably hurts him."

I had nothing to say. I was in shock. "Okay, wow." It got depressingly silent as I thought about Chan's past. 

I bet you'd never be able to tell on TV. I bet he was laughing and pretending to be okay, only to go home lonely. Maybe that's why he likes me.

I asked, "What was she like?" Hyunjin said, "She was kind and took the time to get to know us. Even after they broke up, she would still reach out to us occasionally. But, again... she was hiding shit." 

I nodded, "I feel bad for talking about her. We should turn in." He turned to his side, his back faced me. "Goodnight Y/N." I smiled, "Goodnight Hyunjinnie." 

I was woken up by a scream. Hyunjin and I stirred awake. We looked at each other as another scream echoed through the hall. Hyunjin grabbed his bat and my hand. 

We ran to the main lobby. That's where the screaming was coming from.  "I HAVE A BREAKTHROUGH!" Everyone was gathered in the lobby, confused. Changbin grunted, "Why are you screaming, old man?" 

I looked at Changbin and mouthed, 'Watch your mouth.' Changbin looked down with a grunt. He gets grumpy in the morning.

When I looked around, my eyes locked with Chan's. He had pain in his eyes. He was staring at Hyunjin and me. Our hands were still together, and I wore Hyunjin's shirt instead of Chan's.

I get how it looked, and I let him believe it. If he really believed in me, he would at least ask.

"Y/N, can I trouble you for some blood?" I quirked an eyebrow as I stared at all the bandaids on his arm.

"How many times you plan on stabbing me?" He rolled his eyes, "You're obviously not scared of needles. You have a tattoo." I looked down at my thigh. I did have a big tattoo there.

"Yeah, go ahead." I let go of Hyunjin and walked over to the scientist. I said, "What's your name? You never told us." He smiled, "Call me Dr. Acanthopis." 

Felix's eyes lit up, "Like the Australian spider." Acanthopis quirked his bushy eyebrows, "Yeah, that's right." Felix looked proud of himself. 

I went to the makeshift lab with Dr. Acanthopis. He just put his supplies in the small nurse's room. I assume this is where people used to get IV drips. 

I sighed as I looked at the broken clock. "How long will this take?" He said, "I don't know. Just sit and relax." I wiggled in the seat and sighed. 

I closed my eyes as I smelt the alcohol in the air. The smell I always smell before getting a shot. 

Acanthopis poked the needle, "I need a lot of blood." I nodded as I kept my eyes shut. I said, "I should probably mention I pass out when I see blood." We sat there for about two more minutes before he pulled out the needle. 

I heard a glass break, and I opened my eyes to see the blood spilling on the ground. "Oh no." I blacked out right on that hospital bed.

I started to wake up a little and heard voices. "Is Y/N okay?" 

That was Chan's voice. 

Dr. Acanthopis said, "Yeah, she'll be fine. I just dropped some blood on the floor, and she passed out."

Chan let out a desperate breath. I felt him get closer and move my braid behind my ear. I tried to stay steady and still.

Chan said, "Please, keep an eye on her. She likes to eat the strawberry ice cream after she gets up." 

Did he remember that? 

Acanthopis clicked his tongue, "Noted."

Once Chan left, I opened my eyes. Acanthopis turned around as he moved the vials of blood somewhere else. Acanthopis mentioned he went to the fridge, "You gonna tell me what that was?" 

I scooted up on the bed, "Nothing, Chan and I are going through something awkward." 

He turned around and crossed his arms, "You speak Korean like a baby." I rolled my eyes, "You speak English like one, too. Piece of shit." He laughed, "Just an observation, no need to get sensitive."

I bit my lip and played with my fingers on my lap, "Hey? Are you actually upset?" I shot him a look, "No. Well, yeah, but not about that." He walked over to me and checked my wrist pulse, "Then what are you upset about?" 

I sighed, "Chan, he's just... pulling back." Acanthopis said, "I say, I give you two liquid courage. What do you say, hm? We throw a party?" 

I only laughed, but Acanthopis was being dead ass serious. He pulled a bottle of Soju from the fridge. "It's unsanitary that you keep blood and Soju in the same fridge." He shrugged. 

"Get up, and let's go." He carefully watched me. He walked over to help my dizzy body get up. "I told you I took a lot of blood. I'll get you some strawberry Ice cream." He winked at me as he helped me to the lobby area. 

Next thing you know, I was eating Ice cream in a circle of drunk men. 

"Uno out!" Chan put his card down, and I sighed. I was too drunk. Chan was the only sober one there. 

Felix screamed, "NO! ANOTHER ROUND!" Hyunjin checked his ear for blood, and I laughed. "Lix, relax! There's still four players in the game!" 

Felix's face was dark red. He looked around and everyone laughed, "Oh, okay." I groaned.

I looked through my fifteen cards. Lee Know made me pluck ten, and now I'm in deep shit.

Seungmin put down five '0' cards. "What the fuck?" I lifted all his cards to see he snuck in a 1. I threw the card directly at him as he laughed menacingly. 

I took another shot before putting down my three reverse cards. We sat there for maybe ten minutes, figuring out which direction to go. 

I sighed, "Binnie, you're next." He squinted at his cards as he silently decided. Changbin sat there for a good five minutes just thinking. Seungmin said, "PUT A DAMN CARD DOWN ALREADY!"

Hyunjin clapped as he laughed and waited for Changbin. Felix was lying on the floor, staring at the ceiling. 

I think he passed out because Hyunjin started looking at his cards. I shook my head, "Changbin-ah, it's just a game." 

He leaned in and showed me his cards. I giggled next to him and told him which ones to throw down. I couldn't help but see Chan staring at the corner of his eye.

Chan's jaw clenched. He looked like he was seething. 

"Hey, I'm gonna check out. You're all too drunk for this game." He laughed politely and got up. My eyes followed him as he left the room. 

Hyunjin nudged me. I looked at him, and everyone stared at me. "I'm in charge of cheering him up now, huh?" Jeongin nodded, "I don't know what happened with you two, but he's been quieter."

I bit my lip and stood up. The trip to Chan's room was quick. I knocked on the door, and there was no answer.

I sighed and opened the door anyway. Chan was sitting on his bed with his headphones on. I walked next to him, and he jumped.

"Y/N!" I sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "What happened with Uno? No, what happened that night?! What happened to us? We are a team, but now, it feels like you hate me." 

He only listened. "Y/N, I just... it's different..." I crossed my arms and leaned into him, "Different, how? I know about her." He quirked an eyebrow, "Know about who." 

"Cece. Your ex-girlfriend." His eyes darkened, "What do you know? Why are you being nosy about my past?" I raised my hands in defense, "I'm not using her against you! And I'm not digging into your past. I'm saying I understand a little more about you."

Chan spat, "You don't understand shit." My heart skipped a beat. 

He's mad at me.

My eyes began to water as he said, "Get the hell out." I cried, "No! I'm not leaving you alone!" He stood up as his voice roared, "LEAVE!" He grabbed both my wrists in one hand and began to drag me out of his room. 

I rambled, "I'm scared that when this is all over, you're leaving me for good, and I'll never see you again." 

He paused, "What...?" I cried, "I want to keep seeing you. I don't want you to shut me out! I need you! So, please don't leave me!" 

He saw the tears in my eyes and let go. He pulled me into a sharp hug and whispered sorries in my ear.

He pulled away and wiped the tears away. "I don't need you crying over me." 

I bit my lip as the tears kept streaming. Chan grabbed a braid and tucked it behind my ear, "You're such a pretty crier too." I hugged back into his chest.

Chan confessed, "I'm sorry for yelling. Cece is a touchy subject for me. I can't resent her because she's gone now. The only person I can be mad at is myself." 

I lifted my head and looked at him, "I'm sorry for bringing it up." He shook his head, "Nah, I'm sorry for getting so angry. Listen, I found out later that her grandma couldn't afford insurance, so she dated me to help out her grandma. Sure, I felt used, but if I were in a situation like that... I'd do even worse to help my grandma." 

I consoled him as I patted his back. "You don't have to put yourself in Cece's shoes. She took your hard-earned money. It's still valid to be mad at her even if she was a good person."

He just looked at me and smiled. But it was a smile I hadn't seen from him before. Something raw was behind those eyes.

I asked, "So, last night..." He looked at me, "Yeah, you and Hyunjin had fun?" I explained, "We didn't do anything. He slept on the floor. Hyunjin saw me crying and-"

"Crying? Why were you crying, Y/N?" 

My eyes widened, and I quickly looked away. I played with my fingers, "I was so mortified. You rejected me last night." He quirked an eyebrow, "That's not what happened." 

"What do you mean? I was there." Chan smiled that cute, dimpled smile as he plopped on the back of the bed. I looked behind me to view his face, "What's funny?" 

"Do you know how pretty you are? Like, utterly gorgeous." My face heated up, "What are you talking about?" Chan said, "Last night, I was scared I was being too aggressive. It's been a while since a second party was with me in the bedroom. I forgot how to act."

I climbed on his lap, and his ears turned a dark red. "What if I like it like that? You don't have to have control. Use me like a little toy." 

His eyes widened as I felt his dick harden underneath me. "Shit, Y/N." I smiled, "What?" 

He grabbed both my hands and slammed me down into a kiss. It was messy and passionate. The sounds were wet as our tongues played in each other's mouths.

His hands traveled to my waist. I moaned in his mouth as he pulled off my shorts. 

I pulled away to get the pants down. Chan stared at me and flipped us over. My palm landed on his big chest. 

He started kissing my neck, and I wrapped my legs around his waist so I could feel him. His dick was so hard in his jeans. Fuck.

He always looked so good in ripped jeans that ripped at the thigh.

He swiped his thumb over my bud, making me gasp. His mouth sucked on my neck as he played with my pussy through my panties. 

I bit my lip to stop myself from getting too loud. Chan's other hand lifted to my face as he forced his thumb inside my mouth. He opened my jaw, and the sound of my moans escaped my throat.

"Ah~ I want you to touch me." He teased, "I am babygirl." 

My eyes rolled to the back of my hand as I felt his finger slip into my hole like nothing. 

"Shit, Y/N. Why are you so tight?" He took off my shirt sensually. His tongue trailed down my stomach as I sucked in a breath. He looked up at me with that devilish smirk. 

"Wait, d-do you ha-ave.... protect-" He shut me up with another finger. I moaned out as his mouth finally made its way to my thighs. 

He kissed that part of my inner thigh that made me wet. "Protection? No." He asked as he steadily fingered me, "Why? Do you want protection?" 

I shook my head, "If I get pregnant, we have nine months to save the world." He laughed. "You are fucked out."

He added a third finger, and his tongue made contact with my clit.

I gripped his hair as my legs wrapped around his shoulder. 

"Mm~" He moaned while eating me out. It triggered vibrations on my clit. I let out an airy sound. An incomplete word. "Fu~" 

He sucked harder as his rhythm quickened. My eyes closed as I relaxed. My eyes rolled behind my lids.

"That feels good?" I nodded as I scrunched my nose in pleasure. "Yeah. Cum for me, baby, hm? Cum all over my fingers." 

I sighed as my pussy fluttered over his fingers. I felt my knot untie as I came uncontrollably. "Oh~ K-keep going~" He didn't stop moving his fingers in me. My grip on the sheets got stronger as he fucked my hole well with his fingers. 

He pulled out as he stared at my gaping hole. "Yeah, you feel good?" I nodded. He pulled down his pants as he climbed on me. "Catch your breath, I'm not done." 

He watched me breathe. He stared at the hickeys he left on my neck. I cupped his face and gave him pleading eyes. 

I looked down to see his hardened monster cock. It was pale, long, thick, curved up, and the tip was a bright pink. The veins bulged from his hairless balls. I could visually see it pulsating.

I closed my eyes and whispered, "And he's big." 

His cute smile contrasted with his rock-hard body. He smiled, "What you say?" 

He peppered my face in kisses and said, "You thinking out loud, baby?" I nodded, "The group chat won't believe this shit." 

His infectious laugh made me giggle. He asked, "You ready?" I nodded as he pushed himself into me.

His hands slid to my palms as he enveloped his hands into my open palms. My body rocked with his as he pulled out again and thrust. 

"Yes," I whispered under my breath. Chan kissed my lips as he thrust into me again at a slow pace. The eye contact was intense as he watched my face.

I again wrapped my legs around him so he went deeper. As I felt him hit my G-spot, my pussy twitched around him.

"Fuck! That feels so good, baby!" Chan was loud in the bedroom. I moaned when he picked up his speed. 

He dug his head into my neck as he fucked me fast and deep. "SHit! Shit! Shit! I'm cumming Y/N. Where do you want me?" His voice sounded so desperate in my neck. 

"In me." 

He fucked me harder, earning him a louder moan as I came with him. 

I felt the pool of cum overflowing out. It dripped down my pussy as Chan pulled out.

I bit my lip, feeling the sudden cold rush of his absence. 

He cuddled me close, "Don't be embarrassed tomorrow." I turned around to him, "What? why-?" He kissed me into silence. 

He pulled me into his chest, and I sat there confused. 

"Mm." 

Han shouted, "Chan rock your world or what?" Everyone turned to Han, annoyed.  Changbin was embarrassed, "We agreed we wouldn't mention it!" 

Han shrugged as he drank his caprison. 

Hyunjin said, "We heard your cute little moans last night." I said nervously, "Don't call them cute."

Chan's arms wrapped around me, "Yeah, I should probably mention. Y/N's mine."

And he's possessive!!!!

[shhuuga]

(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ DATE NIGHT POSTS (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

🧁 summary: bf!skz needs to show u off, what better than a post on twitter!

🍨 genre: tooth-rotting fluff 😵‍💫

🎫 warnings: none (lmk if i missed anything!)

[giovannipak]

skz × blk celeb gfs (I haven't done all of them yet)

1. Minho and Eyes Rodgers (Japanese Model)

2. Changbin and Nafessa Williams (Actress)

3. Hyunjin & Isadoraxworld (Instagram Model)

4. HAN & Ryan Destiny (Singer & Actress)

5. Seungmin & Coco Jones (Singer & Actress)

6. Jeongin & Yara Shahidi (Actress)

[vannipak]

"As Hyunjin was getting ready for their date night, Jhardan walked into the room wearing her new "She's That Girl" Crochet Skirt Set, revealing swatches of her smooth skin through the intricate web of yarn. The set hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her assets and drawing Hyunjin's gaze like a moth to a flame."

Hyunjin's eyes lingered on her for a few more seconds, unable to tear his gaze away from her tantalizing figure. His eyes flicked to her face, meeting her gaze, before he bit his lips in appreciation. "Damn," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "That's an understatement."

Jhardan smirked, enjoying the effect she was having on him. "Like what you see?" she teased, arching an eyebrow and posing in a way that accentuated her curves even more.

Hyunjin's mouth went dry as he took in the sight before him. "That's an understatement," he replied, his voice hoarse. He stepped closer to her, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in every dip and curve. "You look amazing," he murmured, reaching out to touch her hip, his fingers tracing the bare skin exposed by the skirt set.

Hyunjin chuckled, his hand moving up her side. "You always know how to flatter me." His fingers brushed against the fabric covering her stomach, tracing the outline of her belly button.

Jhardan shivered at his touch, her skin prickling with anticipation. She leaned into him, the crochet material scratching against his shirt. "You're not looking too bad yourself," she said, her voice low and sultry.

Jh4rð4n let out a soft gasp at his touch, her stomach fluttering with desire. She reached up and twined her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. "We should probably get going," she murmured, her lips brushing against his jawline.

Hyunjin's hands slid down to her hips, pulling her even closer, his thumbs tracing the edge of her skirt. "Are you sure? We could always stay in..." he suggested, his voice low and suggestive.

Jhardan laughed softly, her breath warm against his skin. "Don't tempt me," she said, leaning back slightly to look at him. But he could see the desire in her eyes, the way they darkened and gleamed with need.

He bent his head to press a kiss to the exposed skin just above the top of her skirt, his tongue darting out to taste her. "Why not?" he murmured, his hands roaming over her body. "We have all night..."

Jh4rð4n shivered again, her body responding to his touch even more urgently. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, giving him better access to her neck.

Hyunjin took advantage of her position, his lips trailing down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses and small love bites in their wake. He could feel her pulse racing under his lips, the heat of her skin seeping through her clothes.

Jhardan's fingers tangled in Hyvnjin's hair, her breath coming in little gasps as he continued to assault her neck with kisses. She arched her body into him, her hips moving against his involuntarily, the friction between them sparking an even stronger heat.

Hyunjin let out a guttural moan as he felt her move against him, his hands clenching at her hips as he fought to keep control. "God, you're killing me," he muttered against her skin.

Jh4rð4n let out a breathless laugh, her head falling back to rest on his shoulder. "I think you'll survive," she said, her voice slightly shaky as she tried to keep her own control.

Hyunjin's hands slid under the hem of her skirt, his fingers stroking along her bare thighs. "I'm not so sure," he said, nipping at the shell of her ear. "I might just die of anticipation before we even make it out of this room."

Jhardan gasped as his fingers touched her bare skin, her body arching into his touch. "You need some patience," she said, her voice breathy.

Hyunjin chuckled against her neck, his hands moving farther up her thighs. "Patience is overrated," he replied, his thumbs pressing into the sensitive skin of her inner thighs.

Jhardan swallowed hard as his hands continued to move higher, her body trembling with anticipation. But she knew he was riling her up on purpose, and she wasn't about to let him win so easily.

She turned her head to look at him, her eyes dark and filled with desire. "Unless you want to starve tonight," she said, her voice low and seductive, "I suggest we wait to do this after dinner."

Hyunjin groaned, the sound deep and guttural in his chest. He knew she was right, and while he was more than willing to just skip dinner altogether, he knew they'd be better off waiting.

He reluctantly withdrew his hands from her thighs, resting them on her hips instead. "You're a tease," he said, his voice rough with frustration.

Jhardan laughed breathlessly, her body still thrumming with desire. "You love it," she said, her voice still low and sultry.

Hyunjin cursed under his breath at how accurate that was. He stepped back, reluctantly untangling himself from her. "You're going to kill me before the night is over," he said, his eyes raking over her body one last time before he turned to leave the bedroom.

Jhardan followed him, a wicked grin on her face. "You'll survive," she said lightly.